on 6 April 2015
This wraps up in 2009, so we don't find out what Danny thinks of later works like Run for Your Wife, although he was already hinting at a future role in East Enders. Nothing either about J.K.Amalou, who helmed two of the worst ever Danny Dyer 'vehicles', Assassin with the Spandau brothers and the gratuitously awful Deviation. But there is more than you would ever need to know about Dyer's pairing with the lustrous Nick Love (think Martin Scorsese and Robert de Niro). This looks like a diligent cuttings job at best from a showbiz hack who has also delivered seminal works on the likes of Lily Allen. 'The Real Deal' is probably nothing of the kind and real Dyer fans will want the man's own memoirs. But it is an adequate companion, affectionately talking us through Danny's family life, steady rise to fame and reflections on life and the world, 'c' word not over-used.
What do we discover? Danny is West Ham until he dies, doesn't like Hungary or Vinne Jones, is real pals with Tamer Hassan (who is Millwall to the core) and loved Harold Pinter. Ray Winstone is God. Howden gives us a lot of Nick Love philosophising (a little goes a long way), defending the vision that gave us films like Outlaw, unspeakably awful to many, but revered with resentment by Dyer and Love. Most directors pay tribute to Danny as a laugh-a-minute team player. Gillian Anderson even sounds quite cheerful about rape-revenge saga Straightheads, surely a career nadir. What a laugh that rape and revenge saga must have been. Danny, in fairness, is never easy being caught up in on-screen violence and nowhere near as hard as the geezers he plays. There are gripes about fakes and money-makers. Nice chap, all in all. We need (or do we? ) an update.