Actually, A Street Cat
Named Bob withholds from this kind of anthropomorphism. Which is not to say
that Bob’s not cute, but that the film admirably restrains from tapping into
the zany YouTube-worthy Grumpy Cat audience. Bob’s definitely cute, but his cuteness isn’t the focus of the film. It’s
just an entry point to a sweet-yet-unsentimental story about the human need for company and purpose.
A Street Cat Named Bob
is based on the memoir by James Bowen, a busker and former heroin-addict who
found the Bob when he was living in supported housing in Tottenham. The film
alludes to Bowen’s decade of living rough and high, but understandably begins
just before Bob, collarless and hungry, climbs in through the window and begins
eating the cereal that Bowen can barely afford. In return, Bowen (Luke
Treadaway, likeable) gains a companion.
The exchange characterises Bob and Bowen’s whole
relationship. This might sound mercenary, but it won’t surprise anyone who
actually owns a cat, and it expresses a simple but profound truth. Bowen spends
all his money – literally all of it – on vet treatment for Bob, and misses an
important follow-up meeting with support worker Val (an excellently tough
Joanne Froggatt), because he finally has something worth living for other than
himself. Bowen can only ignore the parasitical drug-dealers on his estate when
he has someone else’s hunger to consider. Narcotics Anonymous is in accord with
AA on this one: submission to a ‘higher power’ is a requirement of recovery.
Bob isn’t a Lolcat – he’s a Higher Power!
Luke Treadaway in A Street Cat Named Bob
Maybe that's overselling A Street Cat Named Bob.
It’s still pretty cozy, with its fair share of Bob knocking over breakables or
looking daggers at mice, and Ruda Gedminta’s kooky vegan-next-door is annoying.
And it glaringly omits the single greatest fact about Bob: that he was named
after a Twin Peaks character who is,
according to Wikipedia, ‘a demonic entity who feeds on fear and pleasure… [who]
possesses human beings and then commits acts of rape and murder in order to
feast upon his victims.’
But while London looks picture-perfect in a way that’s
clearly supposed to go down a treat with American audiences, it also doesn’t
ignore the fact that there’s extreme poverty even at the centre of the
mega-wealthy capital. Considering how smug and sanitised the film could have
been, maybe with cameos from ‘national treasures’ (Joanna Lumley as a TFL
worker; Stephen Fry as himself), the film is a triumph, and compared to Kids in Love it’s practically I, Daniel Blake.
|What||A Street Cat Named Bob film review|
|Where||Various Locations | MAP|
|Nearest tube||Leicester Square (underground)|
04 Nov 16 – 04 Jan 17, Times vary
|Price||£determined by cinema|
|Website||Click here for more details|