I've never been moved to write a review before, but this film is truly awful.
I read in another review that in Q&A with the director this was from true life experience? If this is the case then he must live a very strange life. We have a club that can apparently pass 10k extra through the books when that would probably account for a 300% rise in takings. A club which attracts 50 people and plays 2 tunes all night. An owner that's doing so well and is impressing his "boss" so much that he can't lend more than £500. A man who is prepared to rob his own work at gunpoint without so much as a tea towel round his face. An armed response unit consisting of 1 car and 3 officers and the generic loan shark who is prepared to beat someone to death in broad daylight because they are 7k short of a 10k debt.
Please don't get me wrong, I love a London flick and watch many with a misty eyed reminiscence whilst being perfectly happy to ignore a few plot flaws, dodgy acting and even dodgier accents. This just stretched it too far. I can only think The Grind referred to the pace of the film, but I was giving it a go expecting perhaps some detailed character development. What I got was no character development, no believable interaction, terrible acting (the hand cutting scene and the multi storey car park were priceless) and a conclusion that was akin to getting rid of a house spider with a rocket launcher. 3/4's of the film was the life of the tamest occasional clubber rounded off with the fate of someone who had betrayed a serious villain in a way that was about to cost him 10 years or 10 million.
Jamie Foreman, Danny John-Jules, why? This must have been a favour owed. If you have a spare hour and a half in your life, go and take a long dump, you'll come out feeling much more satisfied.
I read in another review that in Q&A with the director this was from true life experience? If this is the case then he must live a very strange life. We have a club that can apparently pass 10k extra through the books when that would probably account for a 300% rise in takings. A club which attracts 50 people and plays 2 tunes all night. An owner that's doing so well and is impressing his "boss" so much that he can't lend more than £500. A man who is prepared to rob his own work at gunpoint without so much as a tea towel round his face. An armed response unit consisting of 1 car and 3 officers and the generic loan shark who is prepared to beat someone to death in broad daylight because they are 7k short of a 10k debt.
Please don't get me wrong, I love a London flick and watch many with a misty eyed reminiscence whilst being perfectly happy to ignore a few plot flaws, dodgy acting and even dodgier accents. This just stretched it too far. I can only think The Grind referred to the pace of the film, but I was giving it a go expecting perhaps some detailed character development. What I got was no character development, no believable interaction, terrible acting (the hand cutting scene and the multi storey car park were priceless) and a conclusion that was akin to getting rid of a house spider with a rocket launcher. 3/4's of the film was the life of the tamest occasional clubber rounded off with the fate of someone who had betrayed a serious villain in a way that was about to cost him 10 years or 10 million.
Jamie Foreman, Danny John-Jules, why? This must have been a favour owed. If you have a spare hour and a half in your life, go and take a long dump, you'll come out feeling much more satisfied.