Sorry We Missed You

In a world still echoing the anxieties of the 2008 financial crash, everyday streets become a backdrop for a quiet battle over survival. The film’s tone is unflinching and intimate, capturing the relentless rhythm of a working‑class neighbourhood where hope is measured in mileage and the promise of a steady paycheck. The camera lingers on cramped kitchens, bleary‑eyed commuters, and the constant hum of delivery vans, creating a mood that feels both oppressive and oddly hopeful.

Ricky is a man of modest education and limited prospects, whose desperation pushes him toward a precarious gig as a self‑employed delivery driver. Beside him, Abby balances her own demanding job as a home‑care nurse, trying to keep the family afloat while the strain of long hours gnaws at her spirit. Their relationship, built on love and shared hardship, is tested by the looming decision to trade a vital family car for a van that could symbolize a fresh start—or another chain.

Their children, Seb and Liza Jane, inhabit the same pressure‑filled orbit, each reacting to the shifting dynamics in their own way. The teenage son’s restless energy and the younger daughter’s quiet observations hint at the emotional undercurrents that run deeper than any financial ledger. The family’s internal rhythms—arguments, small gestures of support, moments of fleeting joy—paint a portrait of a household teetering on the edge of collapse while still clinging to the idea that hard work will eventually pay off.

The film moves with a restrained, almost documentary cadence, letting the audience feel the weight of each delivery deadline and the quiet desperation that follows. It invites viewers to wonder how far a couple will go when the line between ambition and exploitation blurs, and whether the pursuit of stability can endure the relentless toll it exacts on love, patience, and the fragile ties that bind a family together.

Last Updated: August 10, 2025 at 01:22