The successful drug dealer Mr. X plans his criminal career intermediating business with drugs without calling the attention, working with a small gang and honoring his payments with the suppliers. On the day planned for his early retirement, the powerful mobster Jimmy Price gives two assignments to him: find Charlie, the addicted daughter of his associate Eddie Temple and negotiate um million pills of high-quality ecstasy with the stupid smalltime gangster Duke. Mr. X hires two acquaintances crooks in a night-club to find Charlie, and he unexpectedly meets Duke’s cousin Sidney with his sexy girlfriend Tammy and flirts with her. But Mr. X discovers that the ecstasy was stolen from the dangerous and wild Serbian drug lord Dragan that wants the head of Duke and the drugs back. Further, Eddie shows a tape proving that he has been double-crossed by Jimmy, and also wants the ecstasy. The smart Mr. X plots a scheme to resolve the situation and meet Tammy. —IMDb
Formerly the man behind the man-director Guy Ritchie, to be exact-producer Matthew Vaugh had enough of being the quiet one and grabbed hold of the wheel to direct his first feature-the smart and edgy gangster thriller, “Layer Cake” (2005). Despite expectations that he would fall flat on his face, Vaughn instead made a sharp movie that caused critics to swoon with delight. More polished and sophisticated than Ritchie’s comic heists, “Layer Cake” marked Vaughn’s emergence as a filmmaking force to be reckoned with. Even before the film opened in U.S. theaters, Hollywood considered him a hot prospect, seeking him out to direct “The Man from U.N.C.L.E.”. Not bad for a guy once derisively called Mr. Schiffer for his high-profile marriage to supermodel, Claudia Schiffer.
Born in Beverly Hills, California, Vaughn was educated at Stowe School in Buckingham, England. Taking a year off between Stowe and university, he traveled the world on a Hard Rock Café tour and landed back in Los Angeles… read more
"You're born, you take shit. You get out in the world, you take more shit. You climb a little higher, you take less shit. Till one day you're up in the rarefied atmosphere and you've forgotten what shit even looks like. Welcome to the layer cake son." -Eddie Temple
A fantastic opening is dragged down by gangster cliches. I hate when gangsters are forced to arbitrarily betray people just because they are gangsters and that is what they do. If you betrayed everyone you did deals with then nobody would deal with you anymore.