With serious backing, the micro-budget, shoot-in-the-middle-of-the-night charm is gone, and the result has a slickness you might not be fully comfortable with if you were expecting another Dawn of the Dead.

It’s too full of the sort of tiny detail that can only come out when you have a long relationship with a film, watching it over and over. If you’re the sort of film fan who just wants a hit of entertainment, it’s as boring as Mel Gibson’s dog’s arse.

Looking sexier than we’ve seen her before, Adams as Rose similarly feels life has passed her by, still meeting the man she loved in high school (Zahn), now a cop, in cheap motels to conduct their affair years after he’s married her high school rival.