Terrible film of no value to anyone other than the London Tourist Board. Most glaring implausibilities include: mid-level media types living in £7 million+ Belgravia houses (yeah, right); old gents with monocles (monocles?!?); empty Serpentine and Hyde Park on a sunny day; exclusively white Anglo-Saxon 'picturesque' locals; eternal sunny glow to everything; picnicking in white flannel suits; etc etc. All surrounded by a strange alternative universe that owes little resemblance to the London I live in, including bizarre geography that suggests you can be in Trafalgar Square one minute and Primrose Hill the next. Don't watch it for the story, which is shallow, silly, and extremely implausible. And whatever you do, don't watch it as a preface to visiting London; your expectations will be better matched by Disneyworld - which you may however find to be more gritty and naturalistic.
Review of Fourplay
