★★

It’s no mean feat to earn an 18 certificate in 2025. Sadism and hard sex will usually do it but audiences today are far too well immunised for drugs and swearing to cut the mustard. As for the 18s of yesteryear, they’ve all been downgraded to Us and PGs. You can catch them on the kids zone on Netflix. With this in mind, there’s something oddly endearing in Nick Love’s efforts to push the boat out for the solidly 18-rated Marching Powder. Somewhere amidst Love’s liberal approach to cocaine snorting, c-words and underage porn watching, all the wrong buttons have been pressed at the BBFC. It’s casually, half-arsedly shocking. A little like finding a condom in your dad’s wash bag when all you were looking for was dental floss. It’ll take more minty nylon to expunge that memory.