Chris Sullivan

The script for this colossal waste of time is comparable only to that of Monty Python's "Scott of the Antarctic". I'm sure the writers and director thought what they were putting together would look great in the final product, but, in Luther's own words, "yeah"... The stunning depth of character that is generated throughout the course of this film is completely invisible to the naked eye. Lack of a cohesive plot is cleverly concealed through the use of multiple panniing shots of the London cityscape.