Johnjo is harassed, maligned, isolated and abandoned. The war for the narrative ignores the fact that he was the getaway driver and deserves the denunciation. Also why was he friends with such ghastly ne’er-do-wells? He also calls the victim “a little bastard” and whines and is gratuitously stupid when he is not being muted. Johnjo is content is stand idly by and is seemingly devoid of conscience or feelings about the deleterious consequences.
Johnjo’s brother Patrick has revulsion for him, the fatally confused Johnjo just blinks, Thomas father (who looks like Danny Dyer) regrets abandoning his wife and children to run off with his fancy piece years ago but Margaret doesn’t want to know. Johnjo’s dad has no due regard and his mother points out empirical realities that her purblind hubby and son won‘t listen to. Margaret has incomprehension can’t afford to bury her son. A darkly indefatigable copper investigates the murder. Johnjo gives inaccurate and unhelpful information and has moral panic about “grassing”.
Johnjo’s mother screams and has vague disappointment. Johnjo never develops any insight and is so intrinsically stupid it’s laughable, also he’s a haemophilic. If the credulity and resentful false friendship weren’t enough, that is just OTT. The trial begins and we’re supposed to feel sorry for the scumbags getting done for murder. Johnjo is oblivious as his barrister drones on an author tract about draconian application of law, inchoate fears, folk devils, social repression, stigmatisation and the validity of natural justice. Nobody has any rules, boundaries or remorse. No-one accepts any responsibility.
Despite the liberal whining, TPTB revelling in their rants and moronic oddly emotionless wet ‘hero’, this keeps one rapt. Thomas’ dad regrets his egomania, boundless vanity and ignominious spornosexual abandonment of his first family. There is yelling as the group prove they are scum and Johnjo is still a tosser who pays scant attention as his life implodes. His family have no mortification as they are still smitten with Johnjo seeing him as sweetness and light. Inevitably bad things happen to the shambolic characters and TPTB rant that Joint Enterprise is a bad historically produced social object and want this as a widespread assertion. Johnjo is not an inoffensive nicey-nice type, he diminishes what he’s done and justifies it. The barrister tries to disabuse the stupidity, no go. I hate these characters with a passion. Johnjo has no emotional depths and does not care about Margaret’s distress. In fact McGovern makes Margaret feel bad for Johnjo and his turbulent life. You can’t look away from this liberal creed, it’s so ranty and shouty.
“He was looking at me right!”
“If you grass, then you’re dead!”
“Working class scum!”
“Don’t you dare cry!”
“We’re not going to be able to live round here.”
“There’s nothing to get off with! He’s innocent!”
“Cos you all get done for murder. If you were there, egging him on, backing him up, helping in any way, a phone call, a knowing look even, you get done for murder.”
“You stupid mad bastard!”
“Would you like us to sit somewhere else?”
“You stabbed somebody you knob!”
“You’ll be doing life with the nonces!”
“He’s done even less.”
“Stinking arse grass! Eyes in the back of your head! That’s what you’re gonna need!”
“He gave his away for nothing.”
“Lack of parental guidance.”