An exemplary use of a tiny budget, Everything is a two-hander between Ray Winstone and Jan Graveson. She is a hooker with a room at the top of a rickety flight of stairs. He's an oddball client. He doesn't want sex, he wants to talk or maybe watch.

Writer-director Richard Hawkins keeps it tight and puzzling. Winstone can't be beaten in this sort of part as a gruff, rough man carrying some awful inner torment. The film is very simple but pleasingly puzzling at the same time, and packs a final twist that makes sense of everything that has come before. It casts a little light into life's dark corners.