Tony (18)

Gerard Johnson's low-budget streets-of-London downer is nominally about a serial killer, but in Peter Ferdinando's remarkable title-role it becomes rather more about urban loneliness and alienation.

Tony, a thirtyish council-block dweller with an awful haircut, is like a Mike Leigh misfit who's taken a terrible wrong turning, and his attempts to interact with people – junkies, DHS workers, Soho prostitutes – end either in embarrassment or murder. A semi-plot concerning a vanished 10-year-old swirls about the latter stages, but it's really about a damaged and oddly pitiable character who's falling through society's safety net and doesn't mind taking others with him.