It in all probability helps to be a darts fan to get a correct chortle out of this mockumentary from Simon Sprackling, who will need to have shot a number of the scenes right here at precise darts occasions. All of it blends in so seamlessly (and had me reaching for my cellphone repeatedly to Google whether or not characters had been actual or invented).
What we’re watching is a faux documentary about darts participant Rocky Goldfingers (Geoff Ball); loud, nasty and flashy in his gold-sequined shirt, Rocky is as a lot knowledgeable geezer as knowledgeable darts participant. For the previous 15 years, he’s been banged up for murdering a rival, Perry “The Poison Arrow” Peters – against the law Rocky says he didn’t commit.
Now a documentary-maker is filming his launch from jail. That is Lewis Maitland (Ben Gardner Grey), who’s going for a Louis Theroux fly-on-the-wall model together with his movie. Although, as his producer sarkily says, Maitland lacks the on-screen charisma to drag off the format – and his peevish irritation is properly performed by Gardner Grey. Maitland traipses after Rocky, who’s haplessly looking for clues as to the true assassin of the Poison Arrow.
There are some humorous moments right here and there. That stated, low-cost laughs at Rocky’s old-school misogyny and cockney-isms – “you outdated tart” – which can be delivered with a Ray Winstone menace, depart a foul style. And whereas the darts world feels lovingly recreated, much less thought has gone into making this a convincing mockumentary. It’s a movie stuffed with characters doing issues on digital camera they only wouldn’t do in actual life with a digital camera shoved of their face.