There are obvious pleasures to be gleaned from spending time in Soho and Fitzrovia whilst sitting in a cinema in Montevideo. Wright does a decent job of bringing the barrio to life, revealing both its erstwhile glamour and seediness. He’s a director whose visual flair more than compensates for the occasional lumpiness of the plot, which feels like a vehicle for him to show off its dazzling set piece scenes. This doesn’t really feel like a horror movie and the CGI effects of massed banks of grey faceless men are perhaps one of the film’s weaker elements, but the tale of the ingenue in Soho has a timeless feel and is handled with more charm and less schmaltz than might have been expected.
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