i thought this was meant to be really good.
scout, i'm sure i remember you raving about it
that was honestly the worst bit of cinema i've seen in a while.
i just....i'm gobsmacked that it's had praise. i started having a panic attack halfway through because i thought i was blacking out intermittently and missing loads of the film.....
and he was a gangster....in paris....in the 1960's.....the first half of that film should've been the coolest thing committed to celluloid...but fuck....
i know nothing about the man...i couldn't give a fuck about the man...i'm not sure you could say the film contained any actual characters...every single utterance sounded like it had been cribbed from the big black book of soggy gangster cliche.
set it in london with jason statham instead of cassel and you have a film that gets spat on from great hights by all who sail it...but bizzarely this seems to have slipped under peoples bullshit detectors.
i literally had more excitement this evening with my mum and dad waiting for the curry to arrive wondering if we'd definitly ordered two chicken baltis and not just one*
mental. properly awful, mental.
i'm pretty reluctant to watch the second part.
* it's cool, we did order two.