Boiling Point: Road To Hell
A three-point turn.
Um.
Er...
Right.
[Reviewer stands up, paces the room, lights an imaginary cigarette and stares out the window for half an hour. Returns to his seat, drums his fingers on the table for five minutes, occasionally casting a half-glance back towards the screen where the cursor blinks accusingly. He takes a deep breath, turns towards the keyboard and...]
Okay. Let's put it like this.