Behind the Scenes: British Renaissance?

On a whim I looked up the box office of British-made The Magic Faraway Tree, assuming it was the usual sort of British dud we’ve become accustomed to. To my surprise it’s cast a spell to the tune of $23 million worldwide including $10 million in the UK and it’s still to open in most markets. And it got me thinking if perhaps British cinema was on the up and up.

We’ve been here before – too many times. From Colin Welland, Chariots of Fire Oscar unabashedly raised aloft declaring in 1982 that “The British Are Coming,” to every unlikely box office success from Four Weddings and a Funeral (1994) and Bridget Jones’ Diary (2001) to Paddington (2014) being acclaimed as a sign that British cinema is not just on the mend but bouncing back to greater heights.

It’s true that Britain has spawned one of the few contemporary directors to carry genuine box office cachet in Christopher Nolas while Ridley Scott occasionally still strikes commercial gold – Gladiator II (2024) made some dough but it was a long way from The Martian (2015) ballpark. And we can shout about action heroes like Daniel Craig, Jason Statham and Gerard Butler and claim Irishman Liam Neeson as our own. Two out of three Spidermen – Tom Holland and Andrew Garfield – have a British connection.

Throw in Daniel Day-Lewis, Anthony Hopkins, Gary Oldman, Helen Mirren, Olivia Colman and Eddie Redmayne and we’re not short of actors dining at the very top Oscar table.

But getting them all to interact together for the good of British cinema seems an impossible task. By and large the country seems to be in the business of spawning false dawns. The list of flops is immeasurably long.

However, few would argue that in the past year or so British cinema has been enjoying something of a renaissance at the box office.

Emerald Fennell’s take on Wuthering Heights with Margot Robbie and Jacob Elordi knocked up $241 million  worldwide (UK contributing $33 million). Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy, with Renee Zellweger in retread, clocked up $140 million (and that’s without a U.S. release) including $62 million from the UK., Chloe Zhao’s Oscar-nominated Hamnet starring an Oscar-winning Jessie Buckley and Paul Mescal was good for $106 million (UK – $25 million).

The world best-loved bear in his third iteration, Paddington in Peru, socked away $211 million (UK – $49 million) – a mere $1million behind Oscar-winner One Battle after Another.

Danny Boyle’s horror sequel 28 Years Later raced past $151 million including $21 million from the UK. The promised last hurrah, Downton Abbey: The Grand Finale, snapped up $103 million (UK – $24 million). Riz Ahmed as Hamlet took home $78 million.

That’s over $1 billion right there in global box office receipts.

In addition, blowing in under the radar have been unsung commercial successes like I Swear, already considered an Oscar contender for next year, with $11 million worldwide. Although threequel 28 Years Later: The Bone Temple disappointed it still stole away with $58 million. Except for truth being stranger than fiction The Salt Path wouldn’t have stalled at $21 million.

And let’s not forget Nolan’s next blockbuster The Odyssey with an all-star cast including Tom Holland is steaming home in the summer with Ridley Scott’s latest sci fi epic The Dog Stars due shortly after.

It’s worth noting that both Fennell and Zhao appear to have hit the current zeitgeist of female-friendly pictures. Although you could argue Wuthering Heights comes with an inbuilt IP, no movie version has been a commercial hit in over 80 years since the Laurence Olivier and Merle Oberon in William Wyler’s 1939 version. Commercially, Hamnet is within touching distance of the most recent of that genre, The Drama and Reminders of Him,  while Wuthering Heights has taken in three times as much as either.

No doubt Emerald Fennell can now write her own ticket. If British cinema is on the brink of a renaissance, much depends on what she does next.

Saltburn (2023) **

With the arrival of Emerald Fennell’s latest epic Wuthering Heights (or to give it it’s full title “Wuthering Heights” – yes, don’t ask me!) imminent I thought I’d go back to Saltburn and see if my second impression was any better than my first.

Alas, I was right first time. Another “visionary” director disappearing up their own backside, despite having a superb cast at their disposal including Oscar-nominated Jacob Elordi (Frankenstein, 2025, and now Wuthering Heights), Oscar-nominated Barry Keoghan (The Banshees of Inisherin, 2022) and Oscar-nominated Rosamund Pike (Now You See Me: Now You Don’t, 2025).

There wasn’t enough in a second viewing to convince me to spend a whole lot of my time revising my original review, so what follows is an expanded version of my first attempt.

Brideshead Revisited Meets Carry On Downton Abbey. Wouldn’t surprise me if that’s the way it was actually pitched, it’s just so uneven, veering through several different styles without ever finding a target. The shock elements are, unfortunately, just risible. Via the trailer this appeared to be a moody, atmospheric picture about entitlement, the downside, if you like, of Downton Abbey.

Instead, it’s just plain barmy, which might well have worked if its take on the bizarre had been consistent, but, really it’s a contender for the coveted So-Bad-It’s-Good Award with Rosamund Pike odds-on to nab the award for the best Maggie Smith impression. .

Oliver (Barry Keoghan) is supposedly a scholarship student at Oxford, coming from a sinkhole estate in Liverpool, parents drug dealers etc etc. Out of his depth, by chance he latches on to sex god Felix (Jacob Elordi) and is invited to spend the summer at the latter’s stately home complete with sneering butlers and demonic family, all graduates of the Over-Acting Academy.

Turns out we’ve not been watching Downton Abbey at all, but The Usual Suspects, Oliver not an innocent little bookworm after all but an extremely malevolent character who manages – in the absence (luckily) of post-mortem or any forensic examination– to bump off the entire family in order to inherit (don’t ask!) Saltburn in order to, in a bizarre nod to Risky Business, dance naked through it.

The only reason it gets any points at all is Jacob Elordi, who exhibits tremendous screen charisma, and because the barmy extremely self-centred and out-of-it Rosamund Pike does elicit a few laughs and maybe, courtesy of Richard E. Grant, has a haircut to enter some kind of Hall of Fame.

The shock elements are hilarious as though someone of school age has decided they are really going to shock mummy and daddy. So we’ve got Oliver licking up Felix’s leftover sperm in the bath, the various deaths and the stark naked (are you shocked now?) Risky Business homage.

Jacob Elordi has since come good. He was a believable Elvis in Priscilla (2023), excellent in On Swift Horses (2024) and superb as Frankenstein and possibly still in with a shout of becoming our next James Bond. Barry Keoghan hasn’t come good, at least in the commercial sense, second-billed in Bird (2024) and Bring Them Down (2024) and third-billed in Hurry Up, Tomorrow (2025). For all I know he may be content to plough the arthouse furrow but given his presence – and third-billed again – in the forthcoming big-budget Crime 101 that doesn’t seem to be the case, though it is true it sometimes takes a while for new faces to find a way to fit in.

It’s a shame really because spoofing Downton Abbey or Brideshead Revisited for that matter can be done with considerable ease as the recent Fackham Hall has proved.

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