i can just about understand why some people might wish to stress this film link with the eighty but i really wouldn not say it an accurate depiction of most people live in that era even on the poor bradford estates . it be however typical of the blunt agitprop rubbish the dear old royal court theatre be churn out at that time . plenty of right on artistry for small and small audience but enough well connect backslapping to ensure future commission for turgid playrights . ithe simple fact be that if you want to reflect upon true common experience you will find million more nodding in know agreement to love and live as depict in gregory girl . i would be tempt to call this a kitchen sink drama but that would be do a great disservice to the plumbing industry . however and as far a have a decent script be concern and this film be indeed all wash up . for some reason it have accrue an odd follow amongst guardian reading film goer i can only assume they get a visual frisson out of pretend to slum it . steer clear my friend . it be a poor film with a poor script that like to think it be break boundary by add humorous insight into grim life on the estate . it isn not . but it be grim . do the wash up instead .