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"J'accuse!"
I, Daniel Blake fits in a tradition of appeals made in the first person, which call on a humanist respect for the dignity of all. It's fifty years since Ken Loach directed the acclaimed Cathy Come Home, and we still have homelessness. I would like to think we won't have the faceless social security system which has grown up under the smooth paved surface of corporate Britain, but I won't bet on it.
I don't often get the time to go out to the cinema, but I was determined to see this film. There were gasps of shock during the film in the screening I went to. People at other screenings have also said it got a standing ovation at its finish. There were sounds of weeping around me and my friends said they had not realised things were so bad. I was quite surprised that I didn't cry, but then I knew it was that bad. In his much admired Still Living on the Edge, Dave Adamson writes about pockets of poverty, which those with income and social mobility literally drive past - unaware of the conditions in which other people live. The politically soft left audiences of I, Daniel Blake care deeply but are unaware how bad conditions have become for the unemployed.