Terence Davies's documentary – his first film in eight years – is a montage of archive news snippets which charts the history of working-class Liverpool over the past 60 years.
Doesn't sound all that enticing, but the director has woven the material into something personal and idiosyncratic – a dreamlike film which floats between love song, stand-up routine, political diatribe, family album, and death-bed confession: the cinematic equivalent of life flashing before your eyes.
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