Three young hoodlums and a hanger on commence their evening's recreation by being forcibly ejected from a jazz club, regaling the two burly, built like a brick bog-house bouncers with a torrent of abuse and threats, as they depart, smashing the club sign for good measure, before scarpering into the darkness.
They're not looking for trouble; they know exactly where to find it! Next up, a brutal, unprovoked attack upon a courting couple, leaves the man lying unconscious and the girl deeply traumatized.
A quick visit to the local chippy, followed by a further bout of taunting teenage girls and the night's work seems to be winding down.....until, peering into a dimly lit, low brow warehouse, they discover an Aladdin's cave of fairground attractions and novelties, presided over by slight, balding, middle-aged proprietor Warren Mitchell, checking the day's takings, prior to heading home.
With a suddenly rejuvenated, kid in a sweet shop mentality, they are instantly using and abusing both props and equipment, destroying Mitchell's livelihood and potentially, one fears, his life. He has, however, a single outside chance to outwit his assailants.....and that's magic!
With the action taking place entirely by night, pretty much in real time and with a constant sense of threat and menace, 'Mickey' evokes an inherently noirish tone. Throw in a title song performed by Ottilie Patterson, with support from Chris Barber and Sonny Boy Williamson and you have an intriguing period piece. A long lost movie, a significant find.