To be honest, the irritating camera angles and zooms and the misplaced colours (scenes full of red, blue or other hues that certainly meant something to the director but the purposes of which were certainly lost on me) diverted my attention so far away from the story as to make a clear opinion impossible. On the other hand, if the story had been suspenseful or gripping in any way, I think I'd have noticed. Suffice it to say, then, that this is one of many movies about a serial killer, the police chasing him "before he kills his next victim", an outside cop who "really doesn't want to be involved but is our only hope", one dead cop who had a family, a psychologically wrecked serial killer - you may blame either of his parents - a mental sibling of his, etc. It's all unconvincing, by-the-dozen kind of stuff. In the end, the most surprising aspect of it all might be the fact that it takes place in Glasgow. Wow.
Review of Postmortem
