Silent Hours

Of the writer and director. Not worth a zero rating.

Utter trash rape murder fantasy of a sick pervert and voyeur who despises and reviles women. An insecure fantasist addicted to S&M pornography.

Oh he's so desirable and such a big huge 30 second stud don't you know? LOL

So desired no woman could ever say know to his huge ego and undeveloped soul and brain. What a joke and shallow piece of trash. Not for actual mature thinking feel self-respecting human grown ups.

I did watch this to the end but really it was such a waste of time - I so wish I hadn't bothered.

When the killer is revealed, it's hard to believe.. there are so many plot holes.

I was surprised that so many women found Duval attractive .. his attitude towards women went out with the sixties! Also in need of special mention is Dervla Kirwan - her worst performance ever.

As a true lover of crime fiction, I wanted to like this but after 3 attempts to get through it, the only murder I wish had occurred was my own. I hope the actors involved all feel similarly and respect their professional deaths.

D grade acting and takes itself far too seriously. The production screams of the 90s so my shock at discovering this was made in the last 5 years was the only thing more surprising than the unbelievable faces of the actors in this 'film'.

Bad acting, bad script, bad direction. Ghastly. I only managed to sit through about fifteen minutes of the first episode. Very hard to understand why something this bad would be released. Surely someone in authority should have pointed out that this is not up to a standard suitable for broadcast?

I struggled to get through this movie; so I took it in stages interspersed by judicious fast-forwarding. Thank God for technology!

The movie itself was marred by an appalling script and wooden acting. As a "thriller" it was sub-standard, relying on nudity, a bevy of attractive women, and lots of gruesome savagery to maintain a level of interest. The story line alone was incapable of doing that!

The James Weber Brown character was appallingly shallow. Perhaps his sexual interests and his constant lighting up of mini-cigars was considered to be enough character development. It wasn't.

The focus on the Navy was sickening! I served for more than two decades, and I've never met anyone who harps on about the Navy so much as the characters in this movie!

To add insult to this childish portrayal, the Commander (Hugh Bonneville's character) was always in his uniform. Did the script writer and director think Commanders wear their uniforms when at home alone. They don't.

What's even worse is that the Commander's uniforms were always wrong! The Commander's shoulder tabs were back-to-front. (That's worth a round of drinks at the bar for a Sub-Lieutenant; no Commander would ever make such a stupid mistake.) Bonneville's winter uniform sleeve rank covers only the external part of the sleeve. I've seen airline pilots with such rank insignia, but never a real Navy officer.

The writer might have benefited from having a Navy technical adviser - but that might have resulted in large slabs of the movie being deleted!

Apart from such awful howlers, there was nothing in this movie to recommend it. Nudity and shock value don't help it over the line.