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Human traffic

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Movie propaganda

The weekend has landed.

All that exists now is clubs, drugs, pubs and parties. I've got 48 hours off from the world, man. I'm gonna blow steam out of my head like a screaming kettle. I'm gonna talk shit to strangers all night. I'm gonna lose the plot on the dance floor. The free radicals inside me are freaking man. I'm goin' to Neverneverland with my chosen family. We're gonna get more spaced out than Neil Armstrong ever did. Anything could happen tonight, you know. This could be the best night of my life. I've got 73 pounds in my back pocket and I'm gonna spend the lot. The milky bars are on me. - Jip

Theatrical propaganda posters

Target demographic movie keyword propaganda

Film drama comedy youth drugs rave party weekend romance love sex

Persons of interest

John Simm .... Jip
Lorraine Pilkington .... Lulu
Shaun Parkes .... Koop
Danny Dyer .... Moff
Nicola Reynolds .... Nina
Dean Davies .... Lee
Jan Anderson .... Karen
Carol Harrison .... Moff's mum
Justin Kerrigan .... Screenwriter
Justin Kerrigan .... Director

Cinematic intelligence sources

Awards and film festivals:

Cinematic Intelligence Agency Trenchcoat Awards 2001

Human traffic official movie site
See also Twin town for another hilarious film about young people getting blitzed, in Wales

Intelligence analyst

Secret Agent Acid Thunder

Theatrical report

Did you know that ecstasy can lower your sex drive? Maybe that's why my girlfriend won't put out.

Anyway, I went to Human traffic expecting lots of comedy and action and stuff and I wasn't disappointed. There was action, glamour and chicks with big tits. The story was great, too.

Imagine Friends set in Cardiff, where people go to their dealer rather than to a coffee shop. They have messed-up lives and spend most of their time being entirely messed-up. Somehow (I am not quite sure - I was laughing so hard I occasionally forgot to remember what was going on) they all get together over a mythic urban weekend, get wasted and (mostly) get lives. Cool. Just like me.

Apart from adding that Human traffic is one of the best and funniest films you'll see this year there's not much more for me to say except See it with your friends. You'll die when you see yourself getting faceless last weekend. Talk about character identification.

There's also a masturbation scene that manages to beat Alex Dimitriades' effort in Head on. Imagine!