Mitch lives in suburban London, having turned his back on his previous life of casual violence and intimidation as part of a legendary South East London firm.
In the modern day he's the denizen of respectability and confidence, but Mitch used to be a Guv'nor.
When his soon tries to emulate him, and an incident happens in his old stomping ground, this holds a mirror up to Mitch and shows him the monster once again, dying to break out and wreak havoc.......
If your reading this review, then your like me, you've always had a soft spot for this type of Sub genre, the urban crime movie. Now here, it's more of the same, but the makers of the film have gave it a little spin, making it old school versus youth.
Its predictable fare, the young lads are depicted as the hooded sludge we see on most street corners everyday. You know the ones, speaking in a faux American accent, and walking like they have stones in their shoes. Oh how they vex ones mind..
And then you have the old boys. They all have good jobs, nice houses, and really good skin, despite the years of booze and violence. You know the ones, still a bit tasty, but never forget to 'ave a larf. And you recognise them from being on the telly when they were younger.
But then silly old seventies teen pop heart throb David Essex goes and punches the one from Rizzle Kicks, and it all goes down.
And that's the film. We have the young ones running the street being abhorrent, and the old ones not doing too much apart from sit around and wait for the big fight at the end.
Add former top ten, and MTV star Richard Blackwood, and the bloke from Soaps, and you have this totally, perfunctory slice of urban crime.
But what makes it rise above other Brit flicks, is the fact that it has a nice twist to it, that I never saw coming.
Perfect for a Sunday evening when nothing else is one.
In the modern day he's the denizen of respectability and confidence, but Mitch used to be a Guv'nor.
When his soon tries to emulate him, and an incident happens in his old stomping ground, this holds a mirror up to Mitch and shows him the monster once again, dying to break out and wreak havoc.......
If your reading this review, then your like me, you've always had a soft spot for this type of Sub genre, the urban crime movie. Now here, it's more of the same, but the makers of the film have gave it a little spin, making it old school versus youth.
Its predictable fare, the young lads are depicted as the hooded sludge we see on most street corners everyday. You know the ones, speaking in a faux American accent, and walking like they have stones in their shoes. Oh how they vex ones mind..
And then you have the old boys. They all have good jobs, nice houses, and really good skin, despite the years of booze and violence. You know the ones, still a bit tasty, but never forget to 'ave a larf. And you recognise them from being on the telly when they were younger.
But then silly old seventies teen pop heart throb David Essex goes and punches the one from Rizzle Kicks, and it all goes down.
And that's the film. We have the young ones running the street being abhorrent, and the old ones not doing too much apart from sit around and wait for the big fight at the end.
Add former top ten, and MTV star Richard Blackwood, and the bloke from Soaps, and you have this totally, perfunctory slice of urban crime.
But what makes it rise above other Brit flicks, is the fact that it has a nice twist to it, that I never saw coming.
Perfect for a Sunday evening when nothing else is one.