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ThreadsThreads is an extraordinarily bleak docu-drama film about a nuclear attack on Sheffield, England and the aftermath, starting shortly before the attack and continuing to 13 years after.The film follows two families and charts a steady and unremitting generational decay. Written by Barry Hines[?] and directed by Mick Jackson[?], it was released in 1984. It was aired once on the BBC in 1985 and has not been seen on commercial TV since although it has been broadcast in the USA, and it has been released on video cassette. The film critic Steve Rose has said that "Threads was to The Day After what Coronation Street was to Dynasty" See also The War Game, another nuclear war film the BBC made in 1965 and then banned until the 1980s, and Protect and Survive[?] the 1970s British government information films on nuclear war. I tell you it is a passion.html">passion you need not be ashamed of. It
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