Three days in the lives of four friends on the pulsating streets of East London.
The acting is patchy, episodes of kitchen-sink drama flat-footed, and – this could spell kiss of death to its cult potential – thuddingly earnest in places.
The Myspace pose will always be embarrassing.
Dreary, amateurish.
It doesn’t amount to much, though the post-punk soundtrack (Wet Dog et al) adds bite.
General release. Check local listings for show times.