I’m not keen on ‘geezer’ films, especially those in gangster settings where there’s often a tacit acceptance of criminality or simply a celebration of the inarticulate. A double minus from the outset for Sexy Beast then. We’ve been here before and no doubt will again. It’s competently made but so is the Tower of London and I don’t want to revisit that either. All that’s missing is Michael Caine and we’d be set.