Another appalling London-set movie featuring Simon Phillips, whose presence seems to be the kiss of death for many similar productions. This fantastical drama has about ten minutes of genuine plotting, but somehow manages to stretch them out to feature length. There are endless scenes of repetition and flashbacks included over and over again which are trite and boring, and a mute Danny Dyer appearing for name value alone. The only impressive thing about this is that they managed to clear London for some of the early shots, which copy 28 DAYS LATER quite extensively. The cast do their best with the dull dialogue, but this is a film that goes nowhere and says nothing, and it bored me to tears.
Review of The Last Seven
