Kevin Sampson has adapted his own 1999 novel about a fictional Britpop-era band and the result is a mess. A drama that could have been either powerful and moving like Anton Corbijn's Control, or conceivably funny and punchy like Nick Hamm's Killing Bono is just a drag; it's cliched and leaden, and moves with all the speed and manoeuvrability of a submarine in treacle. Moreover, some of the dialogue is frankly bizarre. Liam Boyle plays Keva, a talented singer in a cult band called the Grams, whose unrecorded song about his late father is ripped off by a creepy hanger-on called Helmet (Al Weaver) and turned into a crass stadium anthem for Helmet's ridiculous rockers, who become unjustifiably famous while the Grams languish in obscurity. Keva has to re-establish his presence and rebuild the Grams, but before that he has to confront his personal demons and this means seeking out a childhood mate called Syd, played by Ralf Little. "Will this bring you closure?" someone asks him. "It might just bring opensure," replies Keva thoughtfully. Opensure – pronounced "open-sha". The opposite of closure. Huh? Keva might have intended the word ironically, but he delivers this line in the same dull, unsmiling drone as all the others, so it's a bit bewildering.