I actually rather enjoyed the premiss of this film. Ben Whishaw is "Joseph", a rather skint security man working at an airport who goes on a splurge - fuelled by a new found propensity for bank-robbing. Never violent or intimidating, just a triumph of sheer brass-neckery that indulges a twenty-four hour period in which he gets to live out some of his dreams, help some new-found friends and generally have a bit of a ball... Sadly, though, despite a quite charismatic effort from the lead, the production is a cheap as chips. The camerawork is POV for much of the film, and for those of us prone to seasickness that makes the thing very hard to watch. Perhaps director Aneil Karda wanted that all to contribute to sort of shared feeing of imbalance - "Joesph" certainly has mental health issues and perhaps keeping us almost out of breath as we watch does generate a feeling of discomfort that could lead to empathy? For me, though it just led to ennui and though I am glad I bothered to go and see this, I cannot in all honesty recommend it to anyone but the most ardent fans of BW and/or semi-surreal cinema.