Michael Winterbottom is very adept at selling his movies, and this shallow, underwhelming biopic of Paul Raymond, peddler of smut and owner of much Soho property, was given a huge degree of hype. Steve Coogan, channelling Alan Partridge, is convincing as the innuendo-spouting porn merchant who made lots of dosh but was hopeless in his family affairs, particularly with his drug-addicted daughter (Imogen Poots, very much the best thing about this). An aimless drama that leaves very little impression.
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