After ten-year-old Damilola Taylor is stabbed to death on a London estate, Cornelius Walker's mother moves her family out to Essex, hoping for safety. Instead Cornelius finds himself the only Black kid among a crew of white teenagers who idolize the very culture that produced the killing, and he sets about erasing himself to survive: bleaching his skin, wearing blue contact lenses, adopting their slang and their racism until he is calling other Black boys the same slurs. Director Ed Perkins builds the film around Cornelius's own account, delivered straight to camera as an adult looking back, intercut with tightly staged reenactments of the estate, the school runs, and the friend group that both protected him and asked him to disappear. There is no outside narrator and no expert commentary, just one man describing what he did to belong and what it cost him to do it. The reenactments are stylized rather than literal, but the shame in his voice is not staged at all.