Last weekend, I wandered into my local cinema with zero expectations and even less information. My wife had invited me to see a film called The Long Walk, which I knew nothing about. What followed was the most visually arresting cinema experience I've had in years.
First, a warning: this is a brutal film. The story revolves around a dystopian competition where young men walk until they drop dead; Stephen King at his most merciless. But what got my pulse racing wasn't the cruelty; it was how astonishingly beautiful every single frame looked.
