From today's METRO, page 41:
The Knot, DVD
Two sub-genres we’ve surely had enough of are wedding and Noel Clarke movies.
The utterly grotty
The Knot – that Clarke wrote and stars in but has left newcomer Jesse Lawrence to direct – joins
the two in unholy matrimony and then finds another bandwagon to jump on to - half of it has been shot by
the characters on camcorders, generating
the kind of found-footage that needs losing.
The aim, clearly, was something for everyone,
the result is equal-opportunity crassness, fated to insult anyone with half a brain. Bride-to-be Talulah Riley winds up pooing in her dress (hey, remember Bridesmaids?), while “best men” Clarke and Jason Maza juggle strippers and losing
the ring.
The groom is Matthew McNulty, a kind of Danny Dyer Mk II on account of looking like he smells of cigarettes AND Lynx body spray. Thanks, Noel, but take a break, yeah?
Mike McCahill
