An apparently refreshing take on underclass alienation soon sours into the same old rancid reaction
Alienz ’n the ’Hood. Film review – Tom Jennings
This witty, engaging homage to cult alien invasion films – from half of Channel 4’s The Adam & Joe Show alternative comedy team – trades on parachuting malevolent extraterrestrials into a South London council estate on Guy Fawkes Night. The ferocious “gorilla-wolf motherfuckers”, however, bite off more than they can chew when confronting a posse of young teenagers armed with adapted fireworks and waterpistols as well as heavier weaponry. Mobilising intimate territorial smarts honed in running rings around parents, police and drug dealers, the youngsters win the day supported by peers and sundry outsiders straying into the parish, and Attack the Block works thanks to intensive local research and an impressive street-cast ensemble – who adapt and enrich the dialogue and knockabout farce within the constraints of a somewhat strained, knowingly cheesy narrative which never, thankfully, drowns out their exuberance.
The pitch would now struggle for funding, with the demonisation of organised feral youth as national nemesis reflected in the opening mugging scene – but here they represent a primary line of defence, showing the ingenuity, determination, and collective coordination needed to protect the community. But against what? It transpires that the otherworldly adversaries only targeted this block after the murderous response to their random arrival there. Unknowingly, thanks to the unfortunate conditions leading to them to live as they do, the gang brought it on themselves – undermining perceptions of injustice about inevitable blame for all ills afflicting their milieu, and legitimising paramilitary punishment by the authorities despite redemption as folk-heroes for successfully exorcising their demons. This conceptual straitjacket explains why the alien onslaught cannot be linked to real external forces impacting on poor areas – except to ridicule such possibilities, like when Moses muses about being flooded with drugs, guns, police, and now aliens because “we’re not killing each other quickly enough”. Sympathy for the little devils only goes so far, it seems.
Worse, although the ethnically diverse gang members inhabit varying multicultural experiences and circumstances, the monsters returning from the repressed are explicitly designated as extreme ‘blackness’ – motivated, moreover, purely by instinctual reproductive drives. This metaphorical manoeuvre revives ancient imperial hatreds lurking behind liberal commitment to ‘humanising hoodies’, rhetorically reinforced by the presence of empty signifiers of the more-or-less respectable upper and lower middle-classes to encourage identification among cluelessly comfortable audiences – which can be simultaneously disavowed by deploying superior subcultural capital. But the otherwise superfluous mugging victim and toff stoner become pivotal to the plot, respectively teaching the kids mutual dependence and the need for ‘scientific’ knowledge to anchor effective tactics (which there’s no earthly reason they couldn’t figure out for themselves). Amidst this ‘all in it together’ patronisation, the chances for deeper meaningful connections to be made between contemporary class stratification and the predicaments which dominate impoverished urban existence are obliterated in Ali G-style comic relief, scoffing at stereotypically clichéd tentative self-criticisms which are never followed up. Strictly segregating which and whose understandings have import and practical significance rather than entertainment value, Attack the Block thus has far more in common with the safe conservatism of Spielbergian spectacle – with pretensions to the generic subversions of pulp science fiction and horror cinema little more than skin deep.
Attack the Block is available now on DVD.
Review first published in Freedom, Vol. 72, No. 18, November 2011.
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