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You see the money on the screen, which is good, but not the love

There's the sort of amount of material here that used to form the basis for an entire series of The Shield, so even with a running time of two hours, it's difficult for anything to be dwelt on in detail.

The plot developments become progressively more ludicrous and inconsistent and the dialogue offers lead where ham and cheese would be much more appetising.

This souped up little number comes with plenty of cliche under the bonnet.

Borg's assured direction and the cinematography of Christopher Ross (of darker Eden Lake and London to Brighton fame) maintain a noir-like chiaroscuro style throughout.

Emily Blunt's performance gives the film a centre and a purpose.

In the literal act of performance there is room to talk about self as performance, and that is where High-Rise is strongest.

More combat means less time for character interaction, and by the third act, Jackson has already shoehorned in more characters than the film can handle.

Immortals could and should have been so much more.

Spencer is good enough to hold the film together single-handed, if there is enough to hold.

Sealing the deal is a bravura turn from Evans, always charismatic but here downright deadly, acing his American accent and conveying ice-cold menace throughout.

It may be an odd choice for a biopic but it is certainly a brave one

Camp when it could be creepy, silly where it should be scary, V For Vendetta director James McTeigue's latest offering is fitfully entertaining but tragically turgid and formulaic for the most part.

As the film progresses through bouts of selfishness and success, you learn to dislike him more.

With a pitch-perfect main cast, snappy dialogue, and a swift pace, it may not be Frears' best but it makes few false moves either.