THIS long lost collaboration between writer Stephen Poliakoff and director Stephen Frears is like a time capsule of Thatcher's Britain.

The concrete jungle of Southend provides the backdrop for a strange little story of an 11-year-old kid who, out of boredom and mischief, gets his mate to stab him in a mock street fight outside a football ground. For a laugh.

It's bleak, disjointed and shows exactly why punk rock happened when it did.

Look out for early film appearances by Brenda Fricker, Jesse Birdsall and Roger Lloyd-Pack, bemoan the fact that Richard Beckinsale died during filming and marvel at George Fenton's sub-Morricone score.