It’s silly and placid nature won’t be winning any awards in the near future
Finding Your Feet’s premise comes across as one of age-specific, bus pass fun, containing an awkward and appropriately pointless story. And, in many ways, that’s an absolutely perfect examination of the film. Yet somehow, it manages to remain heartfelt and relevant enough to feel like a genuine attempt at film making and not just a money-grabbing attempt to empty the everyday pensioners’ coin purses.
When Sandra (Imelda Staunton) finds her husband cheating with her best friend, she leaves immediately to move in with her sister, Bif (Celia Imrie), someone she hasn’t seen for over 10 years. Thrust into a very different style of life, Sandra must understand not everything will go her way forever, and sometimes needs to grab life by the horns and live a little.
The cast often feel like a group of raggedy old-timers passing the hours by making needless films about dancing, but somehow their quality does manage to shine through, giving them a sense of character and interest. Timothy Spall always seems creepiest when he is trying to seem reasonably normal, and Imelda Staunton is not built for such a lacklustre script. However, Celia Imrie’s resilience seems to hold the production together enough to keep it running. Its direction is clichéd and irritating and there was really no need to leave in a good portion of the scenes that passed the final stage of editing. (Especially the dancing. The world is obsessed with dancing, and watching someone who can’t dance, dance, repeatedly, will always be very annoying.)
Finding Your Feet fails to impress in just about every department, but amazingly works as a whole. It is for an older age group, and it will have its life as a gentle and “fun” piece of drama, but it’s silly and placid nature won’t be winning any awards in the near future.