Review: Shallow Grave (1994)


In the spirit of the Olympics and the spectacularly British Opening Ceremony, I thought it appropriate to revisit an oldie of the now distinguished Danny Boyle repertoire: Shallow Grave.

Shallow Grave (1994) starring Kerry Fox, Christopher Eccleston and Ewan McGregor is a bold and dynamic first film by the man from Bury. Known for dabbling in a multitude of genres, Shallow Grave is an exercise of the Hitchcockian traits in films such as Vertigo and Psycho and the dark humoured gaze of the Coen Brothers. Shots of spiralling staircases and sweeps of blood red colour the screen throughout and though essentially a gory film with a stack of dead bodies upon reaching its conclusion, Shallow Grave can go hand in hand with Trainspotting (Boyle’s second film) as a narration of the corruptive and addictive power of living in the post-Thatcher world. Often described as a narrator of the British underworld and youth culture of the 1990s; Danny Boyle kick-started his career with a slyly powerful debut which packs a punch, right through to its gripping conclusion.

Shallow Grave is a tale of a flat, two guys, a girl and a suitcase. However it is no ordinary suitcase. This suitcase is filled with cash and has been left by the bedside of their reclusive new flatmate who has mysteriously died. The rest of the film hinges on one decision: to ring the police, report the death and hand in the money OR to keep the money, dispose of the body and any trace of his existence in the flat. A visit to the DIY store later, and a decision has been made. The three players: Kerry Fox, Christopher Eccleston and Ewan McGregor do not present the most likeable troop of protagonists, and this film is a parable of the perils of impulsiveness and over-caution as all three portray the downfalls of those human traits. A doctor, a chartered accountant and a journalist living in an echoingly large converted flat, it soon becomes clear that their decision to keep the money is equally one of boredom as of greed. A standout performance by Christopher Eccleston and an increasingly fond portrayal by Ewan McGregor (who begins the film as simply the egotistical ring-leader); the set-up of the three flatmates is a ménage a trois of sexual tension, obsession and youthful naivety.

With 82 minutes of running time, Shallow Grave is short and bittersweet. Any longer and the tension would become grating and the character’s dilemma: un-engaging. A confident, noir thriller debut from a future British directorial icon, Shallow Grave is a masterclass in horror- a dynamite stick with an unlit fuse and Danny Boyle holds the match.

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