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About three episodes in, you start to wonder just how much Sally Wainwright detests men. Every single male character here is a hugely flawed or a downright nasty piece of work and it gets really wearing and one-dimensional.

That's not to say some of them aren't well observed or good villains in the context of story telling; some are, and you really want to se them get their comeuppance. However, it starts to border on misandry eventually.

Anne Reid plays her standard utterly miserable Daily Mail reading bore, this time with a large dash of dementia. Lorraine Ashbourne's character is largely annoying and so one-dimensional with hilariously poor miming of the drumming.

Where it works best is the relationship between Scanlan's Beth and Craig's Kitty. Both are excellent character for whom you have a lot of empathy and sympathy and there are some truly moving moments. Rosalie Craig has an excellent voice and is great to listen to. Was great to see Tamsin Greig playing a different type of character, one who is both very funny and ballsy. Her northern accent was terrific too.

The music itself is the usual tale of a band playing in pub that sounds like it's been recorded in a top of the range recording studio, with non-musicians becoming impossibly good within a few weeks.

Malik plays a meek and mild intelligence officer for the CIA who then goes all out for revenge on some killers.

It's the kind of plot we've seen over and over again, unjust killing, so go out and get sweet revenge.

It's also the kind of film we've seen over and over again with staggeringly unrealistic technology and fights. It's nonsense, but it's fun.

Don't go expecting anything new or different, but if you like films that take you all round Europe, a lot of cliché and getting revenge, if you take your brain out the door, it does very nicely indeed./

A decent enough attempt at telling the story of Oppenheimer. At three hours, too long by far, but still engaging enough.

The story would have been better served told in a linear fashion without repeating parts of the narrative. Pugh's nude scenes seemed utterly unnecessary for the telling of the story and rather jarred, especially the excruciating part in the interview room.

As is Nolan's wont, the sound was too loud, dialogue at times unintelligible and made parts of the story, along with the tiresome leaps in time, hard to follow.

Despite all this it was entertaining, educational enough to make me want to learn more about the life history of the man himself.

Didn't have the grandeur of many of Nolan's other films which is no bad thing. The dialogue was good and kept the film going at a good pace. For me Robert Downy Jnr was the star of the film in many ways for me. Avuncular at the start and gradually revealing himself, he did a terrific job.