The film makes a home in your brain and the only cure is to see it again.

One of the worst ways to make a cult movie is to set out to make a cult movie.

Close shines in drama with strong language, adult themes.

Through painfully honest and emotional moments, the movie becomes irresistibly relatable

Excellent thriller very reminiscent of Shallow Grave (1994) but better! It is full of twists, revelations and a shaven haven (but it fits the story so it's not gratuitous). The style is as brilliant as you would expect from Danny Boyle, punchy, fast, music is excellent. Love a crime thriller.

I saw the trailer for this film and thought it would be good but was disappointed. It is a good plot and idea for a film but it jumps about so much I just got confused as to what was going on and what was in the future, past or not reality. Very confusing. Feel sorry for the actress who bares all as I always think that ruins an actresses career.

I saw this was going to be on TV, great names involved. Vincent Cassell! Danny Boyle! how can it go wrong?Unfortunately, in many ways.It started well but halfway through I just wanted it to be over. Confusing plot, waste of talent, style over content.I was going to say that at least it is visually impressive. It has the gloss and pace of an ad for a shiny new car. 100 minutes of fast moving colourful camera work. 100 minutes too much.Very poor. Watch Crimson Rivers instead.

Every few years a film comes out that just blows your mind and makes you wonder how its creators could have conceived of such cinematic genius......This is not one of them. I will say though that this film is stunningly bad. If that is possible. This production appears to have everything you would possibly need...no shortage of toys, an expensive (if misplaced) cast and no end of posh looking locations and ways to keep the camera doing cool things. Somehow though, what Boyle has ended up with is a kind of 90s music video full of garish primaries and a cast of once cool cats who now must be holding their heads in deep deep shame. Vincent Cassel sounds terrible in the English language and Rosario Dawson must have been dying on the inside when she had to walk out on set showing herself fully shaved (of her credibility)....for what purpose other than mild titillation of those on set gawking at the monitor. Somehow even the (soft core) sex in the film is a turn off and all the whispering, lingering looks, and general mincing around in apartments, only slows things down to the point when you start deconstructing the story (that feels like a nine year old boy's concept for a "cool movie")...and the fact that the film has no known protagonist (seems to start with McAvoy and end with Dawson?) The only positive I can say about this film is that it serves as a perfect cautionary tale for talented young British actors who might be the next James McAvoy...how so much talent can be wasted on this this sort of dross...god knows. Please come back James.When, in the finale, she drives a truck into a flaming car that then plunges into the ocean that contains two out of the three possible leads...you can't help but think it's all symbolic of how Danny Boyle must have felt making this....like a bad dream where the Hollywood machine was driving him relentlessly into a murky ocean of industrial grandiose mediocrity and he's in flames. Please avoid renting this, you'll only encourage who ever financed it, to do it all again someday.