Seen this afternoon at the Wells Film Centre. We thought we'd be the only ones there but it was jam-packed.
The story is centred around present-day Thatcher, living like any other elderly lady: mostly housebound, occasionally confused, prone to hallucinations of her husband Denis.
The flashbacks of the major Thatcher events (miners, Falklands, poll tax) are familiar to any middle-aged brit.
The film is good though, and reminds us that we're back to the same point in the cycle: too much public spending, too many entitlements, not enough get up and go. It's a message which has resonance.
