So it’s kind of a funny story about Ray and Colin. They had the type of meet-cute which is only supposed to occur in Richard Curtis movies. In an English pub on Christmas Eve, Colin (an eternally fresh-faced Harry Melling) is singing Vaudeville-tinged carols in front of locals, plus his parents, brother, and assorted family and friends. Then walks in Ray, this ridiculously good-looking biker chap in all leather and played by once and future Viking god Alexander Skarsgård. It’s postcard perfect.

Yet the thing about Harry Lighton’s first feature is that Pillion is not chasing romance of the postcard variety nor certainly a Richard Curtis flick. This becomes explicit when Ray invites Colin behind an alley on Christmas night so he unzip those oh, so tight leather trousers. And up to this po

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