Directed by Lone Scherfig, starring Jamie Sives, Adrian Rawlins and Shirley Henderson.
Wilbur (Sives), as you may have guessed from the title, has a death wish. By the end of this film you'll be more than happy to lend him a helping hand.
Wilbur and his brother Harbour (Rawlins) own a Glasgow bookshop, their humdrum lives only interrupted by Wilbur's repeated suicide attempts. When Harbour, named with sledgehammer subtlety, falls in love with shy nurse Alice (Henderson), things are looking up for the brothers - but both are hiding terrible secrets from each other.
Director Lone Scherfig was previously responsible for the Dogme film 'Italian for Beginners', and though this is her first English language film it shares a lot of similarities. Like the Dogme films, it is exceptionally well-acted and beautifully shot, though whether it's a challenge to make gloomy Scottish landscapes and dingy flats look depressing is another matter.
But like the Dogme films, it never goes anywhere or has anything to say for itself. And like many of the Dogme films, it's painfully caught up in its own perceived quirkiness and worthiness.
'Wilbur...' starts off as the blackest of black comedies, with the comedy - and there really is some, strange as it may sound - coming from his failed attempts to take his own life. Sadly, any charm or wit the film threatened to possess is ruined by a tedious maudlin ending, which drags on for nearly the last hour of the movie.
It's not helped by the intensely unlikable character of Wilbur who, though superbly played by Jamie Sives, you really will wish the worst on in almost every scene. He's depressing, boring, has beautiful women throwing themselves at him at a rate of one every ten minutes, and acts like a small child. Why on earth should the audience care about him?
Self-important but ultimately with as little to say as the average Van Damme movie, 'Wilbur...' is best kept in isolation where it won't pose a threat to the cinema-going public.