Directed by John Simpson, starring Lee Evans, Seán McGinley, Ian McNeice, Colin Salmon and Rachael Stirling.

Arrested for triple murder and then freed when the case collapses, Sean Veil (Evans) has spent the last ten years a slave to paranoia. He videotapes his every waking - and sleeping - moment to ensure that he will always have an alibi and also shaves all his body hair so his DNA can never be planted at any crime scene. So when Inspector Emeric (McGinley) comes calling to his fortress home, trying to link Veil to a murder five years ago, it's just a matter of locating the date in his video archive of the last decade. But guess which tape is missing?

Evans admirably makes the jump from unhinged clown to unhinged murder suspect, but his performance is the best thing about 'Freeze Frame'. It's a brilliant idea for a film, but writer-director Simpson trips himself and the audience up by making it too stylised and far-fetched. Veil should live in a clinical apartment, but instead hides out in a bunker where you wouldn't be surprised if Batman's butler Alfred made an appearance. He should walk around with just a little video camera attached to his baseball cap but his outdoor apparel makes him look like a reject from 'Scrapheap Challenge'. And how can a man with no job afford ten year's worth of video tapes?

If those in-your-face inconsistencies are enough to have you flinging arm rests at a cinema screen, just wait until you're presented with a long lost daughter, a police profiler playing dead on a mortuary slab to scare Veil into a confession and an ending that's more like the work of Jeremy Beadle than David Fincher.

Harry Guerin