Filth

In the shadowed streets of Edinburgh, Bruce Robertson prowls the corridors of the city’s police department with a mix of razor‑sharp wit and unsettling ambition. A Detective Sergeant whose reputation is as volatile as his temperament, he sees every interaction as a chess move toward the promotion that seems forever just out of reach. The force itself is a tapestry of eccentric personalities—colleagues who are as rivalrous as they are weary—providing both the fuel and the battlefield for his relentless scheming.

From the sardonic banter with his long‑time confidant Clifford Blades to the tense undercurrents with the openly gay contender Peter Inglis, Robertson’s world is one of fragile alliances and constant one‑upmanship. The department’s senior officer, Bob Toal, watches the drama unfold with his own aspirations, while the ambitious Amanda Drummond navigates the same treacherous waters, each hoping to outshine the other. Amidst this tightly knit, often toxic camaraderie, Robertson’s borderline personality disorder casts a kaleidoscopic haze over his perceptions, making his actions feel both calculated and erratic.

Against this backdrop, a high‑profile murder investigation looms, promising the kind of spotlight that could catapult Robertson to the next rung of the ladder. Yet the case also becomes a mirror reflecting his inner turmoil—his craving for acknowledgment clashes with a growing disconnect from reality. The film’s tone wavers between grim noir and darkly comic, bathing the narrative in a gritty, rain‑slicked atmosphere that feels both intimately personal and unsettlingly universal. As Robertson juggles the demands of duty, his own demons, and the ever‑present desire to outwit his peers, the audience is left to wonder just how far a man will go when “the same rules apply” to everyone… but he.

Last Updated: August 10, 2025 at 05:28