It's fair to say that life has taken quite a turn, since your mother passed away you've had to learn, how to fend, forage, sustain - hold the social and constrain, and then your dad walks in, and makes surprise return. At first it's somewhat awkward and annoying, if there's one thing that you're not then it is cloying, you do your best to shake him off, but he's persistent like a cough, but you try to understand, how he's deploying.

Two top drawer performance from Lola Campbell and Harris Dickinson make this a film worth exploring in the tradition of great British contemporary independent filmmaking.

You can tell "Scrapper" is heartfelt, and it has what could have been a heart tugging premise if it had been better made. But the movie is anemic and undercooked. It doesn't build out characters enough for you to feel any of the things the movie clearly wants you to be feeling about them.

It also doesn't help that there's not a lot of rooting interest in these people. The dad played by Harrison Dickinson is kind of a jerk, and I think we're supposed to see that he's grown by the time the movie's over and see is reentry into his daughter's life as a good thing. But he remains a jerk, and doesn't grow, and encourages his daughter to steal bikes and get away with assaulting other kids. The happy ending this movie forces on us didn't feel all that happy to me. I've known dead beat dads in real life, and the movie was more convinced than I was that this guy was going to stop being a dead beat.

Grade: C.