This movie is tripe - utter tripe. It is based on a stage play - and boy does it show! It's acted like a bad play in rep - or by a university drama society (but less well acted). The chatroom concept just does not work on screen either - nor does the self-pity Oprah-style psycho-babbling self-pity (it makes characters whiny and irritating, not brave and interesting!). The film is also obsessed with diversity as much as any 4th rate episode of Dr Who which is resembles (it even shares some of the same 'actors') - the credits even thank the Film Council Diversity Department! OMG - it seems the purpose of this movie was to create a piece of diversity propaganda, not a good film. Like some state funded Soviet propaganda - but promoting political correctness. Just like the BBC really - and why the BBC is going downhill fast. Really, this twaddle should have been a cheap CBBC series - kids will watch such nonsense, with flashing lights, noise, internet imagery. Grown-ups can see it's a load of twaddle and badly made. The ending is also more or less directly lifted from Hitchcock, as if in a desperate attempt to inject some tension into the drama. This strategy fails utterly. Ultimately, you just don't care about the characters or if they live or die - which makes all tension seep out of the story and form a stinking putrid puddle of turgid tedium throughout this dire attempt to be 'fast, young and diverse'. Unsurprisingly, this is state funded - lottery and Film Council. All I can say is: if this is where our cash goes, I am glad the Film Council is no more. Good riddance. RIP.