Fluffy and forgettable bit of uplift about an unlikely lad in Margaret Thatcher's England, who drops out of the local boxing club, drops in on the all-girl ballet class that convenes in the same gym, and proves himself (not to the untrained eye, which might concede his potential as a clog dancer, but rather to his chain-smoking matronly teacher) "good enough" at age eleven to audition for the Royal Ballet School. How nice. How very, very nice. The kid, Jamie Bell, is likably kidlike, and the smoothness of Stephen Daldry's direction is stopped short of slickness with a sprinkling of coal-town grit. Julie Walters, Gary Lewis. (2000) — Duncan Shepherd
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