A cheapo Seven knock-off that one would be tempted to suggest is beneath the talents of everyone involved, but they knew what they were getting into when they read it.

In its own cheesy and entertaining way, Hangman kept me guessing throughout.

With a dirge-like pace that provides ample opportunity to figure it all out well ahead of the protagonists, you keep wishing somebody would buy a vowel to hurry things along.

Lord save me from screenwriters who don't know how to end their movies with dignity.