After spending 12 years in prison for keeping his mouth shut, notorious safe-cracker Dom Hemingway is back on the streets of London looking to collect what he's owed.
It leaves us with a flop of a finale.
Shepard’s film is fun but forgettable in the first hour, then disappointing in the final third. But Law’s raucous turn keeps you watching.
Writer/director Richard Shepard strains too hard for amped-up pulp grandeur, but Law is fantastic as the ex-con.
Bitty and frustrating, its bigger laughs are set against some off-balance storytelling and crude comedy. Not one to take your nan to.
For connoisseurs of British gangster movies and larger-than-life criminals there is much to enjoy.
Somewhat in the vein of Harold Pinter, but with less talent, or Martin In Bruges McDonagh, with less mojo’d mastery.
Jude Law as we've never seen him before.
If you can overlook its many absurdities, though, this is still enjoyable fare.
A fascinating, disjointed oddity with a big ol' subversive streak.
Law can be good when he dials it down, and Richard E Grant has a funny second-string performance as his wasted mate, but everyone is trying way too hard and Dom's final speech is toe-curlingly misjudged and charmless.
In the end, scabrousness turns to sentimentality, but by that point it's hard to care what happens to anyone.
General release. Check local listings for show times.
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