The münelicht sea—It rugs at the he'rt o' me, An' rames an' rames eternally.

Boyle revives some of the stylistic tics which found themselves being ripped off by geezer-gangster Britflicks back in the day, but now the freezeframes are briefer, sharper; the movie itself refers back to the original with variant flashback versions of famous scenes, but also Super 8-type images of the boys’ poignant boyhood in primary school.

This place looks like a dump.

Want, and Moon-madness, and the Pest’s swift Bane, When its shafts smite—while yet its bow is twanging— Have each their mark and sign—some ghastly stain; […]