Convenience is I think the first film this year I’m struggling even to begin to write 200 words about. It is a wisp of a film, with nothing of any great note to really latch on to. Two friends end up in dome kind of debt to some Russian gangsters, they decide to hold up a petrol station, a surly checkout assistant is there for sarky comic relief to contrast against the bumbling slapstick of the robbery itself. Eventually the film resolves itself - to be fair, in at least a pleasingly convoluted way - but you don’t really leave it feeling like you took anything from it. It’s not unfunny, but it’s not laugh out loud funny. Vicky McClure is good in it, and there’s a highlight scene of Adeel Akhtar trying to talk Anthony Head (the film is punching to get him) out of an ill-advised suicide attempt through petrol and a lit match. But it’s not much to brag about, is it, really. I did want to like it, but alas. Keri Collins, the director, hasn’t made another film in 10 years. That’s kind of sad, I think. I’ve not looked into it, maybe something else happened, but when other, much worse, directors fail upwards so easily, I’d have liked to see him have another go.