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Richard Jobson's debut is full of abiding images that linger long after the final credits.

Baugh and his co-writer Brendan Mullin have a good feel for how they can push the absurdity of the situation without turning the whole thing into farce.

The body count is Shakespearean and the plot twists wicked.

Belief is beggared and patience exhausted.

When Liz dons her breast plate and rallies the troops at Tilbury, you'll want to put down your paella and rush out and sink a few Spanish ships yourself.

Judging by the violence of the crimes, the killer cannot be taken seriously when finally he is exposed.

McGregor's charm seeps through, however hard he tries to surpress it.

The film feels real, and of the moment.

Despite showing a lot of directorial potential, the film is let down somewhat by its story, as Thorne forgets that an audience, like the scouts, need to be prepared for plot developments if we are to fully accept them.

A striking and inventive piece of work that many more experienced directors would give their right arms for.

The story has a simplicity, reminiscent of cinema's innocent years.