It's a movie well made for its target audience.

The key to the book's success lies in its artful amateurism. It replicates the tone of one teen confiding in another and in this anodyne screen translation, its intimacy is lost.

The real problem with After is that it's a lifeless slog of thinly written clichés, one that's missing the charismatic spark of the actual One Direction boys.

This really is a dumpster fire of a movie, so please save your money for something more worthwhile.