Skin Deep

Short films lean toward comedy, where a single gag can float an idea. Social realism seldom has the patience to make its case, being too impatient.

Skin Deep is an exception to that rule. The plot consolidates into an angry knot and emotions are fiercely honest, covering an area of modern Britain that is at best ignored and at worst denied.

Hardcore racism comes into the category of American History X and Romper Stomper. Add to that the story of Peter's denial of Jesus and scales lift from your eyes.

A half-caste teenager, who passes as white, unlike his younger sister who has the looks and colour of an Asian girl, starts his first job after leaving school, working with National Front skinheads at an East London garage. In order to fit in with the lads, he finds himself going out on a 'Paki-bashing' Friday night club crawl.

The anger and ignorance of these hooligans is well portrayed, as is the boy, torn to pieces by opposing loyalties. The monochrome photography adds a harsh note, reflecting the grainy greys of this fearful life.