I, Anna features tremendous performances by its leads, but this is not enough to sustain the viewer through a lackadaisical and uninteresting plot. Initially intriguing but ultimately forgettable, the film is never as thrilling, meaningful or insightful as it would like to be. Although it calls itself Film Noir, I, Anna is somewhere closer to beige.

Taking influences and inspiration from any number of different films, Tower Block manages to weave them together into a crafty, claustrophobic thriller that continues a recent resurgence in hugely successful British B-Movies.

It’s that time of year again! The 13th Film 4 Frightfest is upon us, and promises all kinds of beautiful terror in its four day programme. From Geordie clown murderers to scalping Freud-botherers, from Cockney spade wavers to demonic mouth creepers – there’s certainly no way whatever sick lust you have can’t be satiated. But what should you start with? That’s where we step in…