Son of Rambow

Has there ever been a movie decade like the 80s for inspiring galloping nostalgia in those who remember it? Making you want to run home and watch The Goonies, Son of Rambow uses its story of two lads filming their own lo-fi version of First Blood as a cover for a touching examination of childhood bonds and family upheaval, as timid Will (Milner) forms an unlikely friendship with tearaway Lee (Poulter), each clinging to the other for support. Combining hilarious slapstick with sparkling lines (look out for "skills on toast" as the new catchphrase-du-jour), it barely puts a foot wrong. But its true delights come in the wonderfully natural performances of the two young leads and their thoroughly believable relationship, Poulter in particular looking like a real find. And, reassuringly, writer/director Jennings doesn't let the misty glow of 'I Love 1982' overpower the story, all the way to an ending of such unforced joy that John Rambo himself might need to dab his eyes with his bandana. [Paul Greenwood]