Why I love a Seaside Weepie
I n the 2013 dark comedy Everyone’s Going to Die, writer/director collective Jones set out their stall early. Melanie (Nora Tschirner) wakes up dazed and blurry-eyed from a house party, dressed as Charlie Chaplin. In the cold light of day, she tells fellow guest Ali “I’m lost,” and then smokes a cigarette. The scene sets the tone perfectly for the rest of the film and ultimately encapsulates what every ‘seaside weepie’ is about. Movies set in coastal towns and seaside resorts are nothing new (Brighton Rock and Local Hero are but two popular examples) but this sub-genre of British cinema has only emerged in the last 20 years or so, arguably brought to the attention of larger audiences through Sam Mendes’ Empire of Light . No doubt this curious set of films is influenced by the renewed interest in these seaside locations by DFLs (people who are Down From London) who are, for better or worse, changing the landscapes of coastal towns as we know them. These often low-budget indie flicks ...