When the geriatric ward in a small Yorkshire hospital is threatened with closure, it fights back by galvanizing the local community.
The hospital invites a news crew to film the preparations for a concert honouring its most distinguished nurse......
Allelujah is not the kind of film that the trailer tells you that it is. The trailer wants you to believe that this is aimed at the grey pound, and that it is a light hearted look at the NHS pre-Covid, with a cast of eclectic characters that will warm your soul until the feel good ending.
How further from the truth can a trailer be? This has to be the red herring of all trailers.
If the film wasn't spoiled for me by a group of people talking about the previous screening, this would be as surprising as The Sixth Sense or Se7en. The third act of this film is that bat s*** crazy, it actually defies belief.
But other than that really out of the blue third act, this film is a charming, if two faced tribute to the NHS. On one hand, it shows that even on its last legs, much like the majority of the characters, the national health still has legs, still has a voice, and is screaming to be heard by the ignorant (portrayed in this) bureaucrats who sit in their ivory towers spitting out orders, and not hearing the Everyman.
But then again, it could portray the NHS as slowly killing itself from the inside, becoming too set in its ways, and not recognising change, even though it's inevitable.
The cast are wonderful, Saunders giving a standout performance as the sister of the under fire Beth ward, and is ably supported by a brilliant cast such as Jacobi, Tovey, and that woman who used to be in Fresh Fields.
The only character who seemed out of place was Dench, who only seems to be in it as she plays a very small part in the outcome of the third act.
So all in all, it's a far different film than you would expect, and it's a love it or hate it third act of the film, it forgets the first two acts, and goes straight for the gut.
The hospital invites a news crew to film the preparations for a concert honouring its most distinguished nurse......
Allelujah is not the kind of film that the trailer tells you that it is. The trailer wants you to believe that this is aimed at the grey pound, and that it is a light hearted look at the NHS pre-Covid, with a cast of eclectic characters that will warm your soul until the feel good ending.
How further from the truth can a trailer be? This has to be the red herring of all trailers.
If the film wasn't spoiled for me by a group of people talking about the previous screening, this would be as surprising as The Sixth Sense or Se7en. The third act of this film is that bat s*** crazy, it actually defies belief.
But other than that really out of the blue third act, this film is a charming, if two faced tribute to the NHS. On one hand, it shows that even on its last legs, much like the majority of the characters, the national health still has legs, still has a voice, and is screaming to be heard by the ignorant (portrayed in this) bureaucrats who sit in their ivory towers spitting out orders, and not hearing the Everyman.
But then again, it could portray the NHS as slowly killing itself from the inside, becoming too set in its ways, and not recognising change, even though it's inevitable.
The cast are wonderful, Saunders giving a standout performance as the sister of the under fire Beth ward, and is ably supported by a brilliant cast such as Jacobi, Tovey, and that woman who used to be in Fresh Fields.
The only character who seemed out of place was Dench, who only seems to be in it as she plays a very small part in the outcome of the third act.
So all in all, it's a far different film than you would expect, and it's a love it or hate it third act of the film, it forgets the first two acts, and goes straight for the gut.