All this style is in service of a fairly formulaic story about volatile men going crazy at the edge of nowhere, with game performances only slightly elevating some fairly archetypal characters

Roper’s pitch-black character study owes a lot to its four gusty performances, which keep you glued to the screen.

Much of the film unfolds like a kind of low-rent Harold Pinter play. Crime doesn’t pay, they say, and this low-key compelling chamber piece emphatically agrees.

Still, boring, and listless, and there's a twist that had me rolling my eyes.