Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels director Guy Ritchie heads back to the London underworld for this hyperkinetic crime comedy concerning a shady land deal that leaves every schemer in the city determined to get rich or die trying. When a Russian mobster orchestrates a lucrative real estate scam, every criminal in London wants a piece of the action. Greed is the universal language, and everyone from unrelenting crime boss Lenny Cole (Tom Wilkinson) to street-smart criminal One Two (Gerard Butler), corrupt accountant Stella (Thandie Newton), and unpredictable punk rocker Johnny Quid (Toby Kebbell) seem to speak it fluently. As the bullets start to fly and the double crosses multiply, there’s no telling who will walk away with the fortune after the gun smoke has cleared. –Fandango.com
Though he may have enjoyed cultivating his image as a bad boy from the wrong side of the tracks, British filmmaker Guy Ritchie roots were steeped in England’s upper class. Nonetheless, Ritchie directed some of the most stylish caper comedies about blue collar thugs and other lower class misfits ever to emerge from his native land. Starting with “Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels” (1999), the director arrived onto the filmmaking landscape with a unique twist on an old genre that gainfully employed flashy camera moves, punchy dialogue tinged with thick Cockney accents, and a seemingly endless series of double-crosses that landed a motley crew of East End thugs in more trouble than they ever wanted. Ritchie built on the attention he received from “Lock, Stock” with a second London crime saga, “Snatch” (2000), which some complained was nothing more than a variation on his previous film. Though he temporarily became a laughingstock – along with his pop megastar wife, Madonna – for their… read more
This is not cluttered, not dull, not too cliched, not even dumb. It is immature, natch, but like a comic strip rather than, say, a dire Wertmuller-derived anti-erotic fantasy, so it's an enormous step in the right direction for Ritchie, who also shows that he has a few kinky ideas of his own, ideas which Wertmuller, not to mention Madonna, would be too blase and "bougie" to take seriously. But I do.