So even though the timeworn clichés from the kitchen sink stay intact – grubby class warfare, county-hopping pseudo-Northern accents, the God’s-eye shot of ‘our town from that hill’ – the film is anchored in Tom Courtenay’s impressive, remorseless general performance since the eponymous runner Colin, torn amongst selfishness and sacrifice, http://www.lawrence.com/users/ratsnail7/