Every year there’s a couple of films that make me want to blockade the multiplex, and shout at the queues to forget about what-ever over-produced under-souled rubbish they’re about to pay for, and go see a complete gem instead.
A few years ago it was Beasts of The Southern Wild, last year it was The Act of Killing and Rust and Bone.
This year that film is The Rocket.
