28 November 2004 | benjohn
I want the last hour of my life back.
What a complete waste of time, redeemed only by occasional shots of the heroine's nipples. Other people say this is a sexy, English thriller. I'd say it's a formulaic hash of melodrama. A single positive note: some of the actors do deliver compelling and convincing performances, but what a terrible waste with this material.
To save you also watching to the end to find out what's going to happen, I'd like to try and explain the last half of the film. Really, I'd like to. But, my God, I can't. I've no idea why the victims end up dead, why the villains decide to kill them, or why the other proponents look on with horror. It doesn't make any real sense, except to justify pointless, end suspending twist, after pointless twist.
So before I waste more time on this film, bed.