The whole movie is covered with the fingerprints of a star with no talent for the medium and a studio executive making it clear the star gets it made his way. The result is a highly contrived movie about what 50 Cent no doubt wants us to believe his life was like.

In going for a good time, old-fashioned monster movie, with none of the all-too-real terror of Wolf Creek, McLean knew he was inheriting a subgenre with strong conventions that can be the storyteller’s best friend as well as worst enemy, but he gets the balance almost perfect in every regard.

The first sentence in most synopses of The Sessions will be enough to put you off – ‘a polio-afflicted man…’ It’s the kind of movie you’ll feel like you should see but don’t really want to and will probably endure rather than enjoy. It indeed – as some members of the cast have joked – […]