Bodies is another of those ‘ingenious’ time-travel apocalypse mash-ups so tricksy and convoluted that by the time the ending comes you’re praying fervently that the nuclear bomb will go off and everyone will die as punishment for the hours of life you’ve wasted on this angsty, politically correct, humourless tosh.
The premise is initially intriguing: four detectives in different time periods – 1890, 1941, the present and the near-future – have to solve the same murder mystery. But it soon becomes clear, as is the way with these things – see, for example, the mind-bending irksomeness of Christopher Nolan’s Inception – that the solution will be simultaneously incomprehensible and epically anti-climatic.
It soon becomes clear the solution will be simultaneously incomprehensible and epically anti-climatic
What really lets it down, though, is the sanctimoniousness. It is based on a graphic novel by the late Si Spencer, which was published in 2015 at the very peak of the fad for comics that were more interested in pushing relevant, empowering social issues than they were in entertaining readers.
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