Charles

Crazy setups require crazy explanations. This one ends with zombie kids and a cray granny running for her life. I’ll take it even if it’s not totally satisfying.

Watching Roy Kent really try to cry for an hour was tough. I’ve never skipped through a movie with such vigour. The central gambit of a computerised soul mate finder didn’t seem that consequential to the plot. It’s a story of two people who love each other, can’t get their shit together, so just mess with each other instead.

The depth of Tim Key's eyes sent me. There's a perfect simplicity to this film. A musician that has lost his soul, a patron who is full of whimsy and mystery. The chemistry between the three main characters is special. Key's ability to channel the absurd, hilarious and melancholy is almost transcendent. Laugh and cry.

The trailer was better. Tightly edited, characters with apparent intrigue and chemistry. The film was someone's idea of what makes a film good. With a script that peacocks with on the nose 'pick me' dialogue, three well known stars banking on the filmmakers previous work, weird direction and stranger editing - all slapped together. None of the characters are likeable or that interesting. Shows that even if the elements are there, a work needs soul to make it work. This has none.