Comedy about escaping Liverpool humdrum

'I wanna walk down the road an' not know where I'm gonna end up. I want real grass that goes on for miles. Not false turf stuck in between a chippy an' a bettin' shop.'
Anthony's seen the cranes go up. He's living in the Capital of Culture. So why is it that everything in the Dingle feels the same? What's a boy to do if he wants to talk about the latest subtitled film and drink green tea?
If you want something different from everyone around you, can you really find happiness right there in your own backyard? Or is it over the rainbow...