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Oh dear. An hour into this film I walked out (something I have never done before while at the cinema) because I couldn't have cared less about it. The performances were stale, the premise done before and the jokes were unoriginal. I don't think I smiled once let alone laugh. This film is an absolute waste of time. Avoid.

Prurient teen rubbish at its absolute worst. Abysmal acting, script, plot......just about everything was dire.

So why did they make it and what sort of cretin would like this? Search me. I've seen risqué, blue and filthy comedy done well.....sometimes i seek them out as it CAN be funny. This wasn't funny for a moment.

Then there's the Brummie accents. Sweet Jesus. Absolutely awful, barring one lad who i think IS a native of that city.

Don't bother with this tripe. I did (for an hour so far) and it's an hour i've wasted.

Oh, and i expected more of Morwenna Banks who is better than this piffle.

I suppose it was my own fault, expecting something worthwhile, from a film that was funded, in part by FilmFour. I was not expecting, however to be crawling with embarrassment by the end of it. I can only assume that Justin Edgar is a big Tom Sharpe fan, since he used so many of his scenarios - the drugged dog being ever so reminiscent of "The Throwback" etc. etc. The sets were impressive enough and the filming although patchy, evoked enough atmosphere, but "Trainspotting" in Birmingham, this was not. The dragging up of B list celebrities did nothing for the standard of acting either - over the top, or in the case of the lead, Luke De Woolfson virtually non-existent, as he looked constantly surprised to be there at all. There are certainly some very funny moments, but none of them very original - like knowing the punch line to a joke while someone is telling it, the laugh is automatic. I'd like to have something clever to say, to sum it all up, but I'd rather just try and forget that I payed money to see it.

Think "Dude, Mary ate my Pie" as directed by Tom Green - only without the good taste (and with bad teeth all round). And yet - the humor harks back more to Basil Fawlty than to Jack Tripper, the amazonian babes would do Benny Hill proud, and the dog leaves "There's something about Mary"'s pooch wallowing in the dust. As late-night video rental/cable fare - 8 out of 10.

This film was, quite simply, lowest-common-denominator crap. It was so poorly acted, plotted and constructed that had I been in a cinema I would've walked out - something I have never done. Not much is set in Birmingham, and it's a shame that the little that is, is usually below-par. Here we get to hear a non-stop chorus of fake Brummie accents (which is even more annoying than the real thing, believe me) basically saying not very much. This is a typical Britcom film of the 'Human Traffic' imitation school; aimed at the clubbing generation, it might work after a night drinking, but for anyone else its jokes and gags are woefully unfunny and its plot and characters profoundly uninvolving. Waiting for a bus in the rain is more fun. Avoid, avoid, avoid. Avoid.