Snatch
If you liked "Lock,
Stock and Two Smoking Barrels" and want to go see it all over again,
then this film is for you. This time around, the pretentious
cooler-than-thou wankery of Mr. Madonna has materialized into an even
more MTV-generation-ready Brit flick obviously made for export. While
the camera shots and editing tricks were slick and involved, it didn't
put this film on par with something like a Mamet or Tarrantino gangster
film with plot ironies. There were some fun and cheap laughs, like the
dog who swallowed a chew toy and squeaks every time he barks (this kept
Tom the Fish laughing in the row behind me throughout the flick). But
it's too much to believe that everybody in England talks with the same
cockney accent or can get simply get the guns they had. Brad Pitt was
surprisingly entertaining, which lends evidence to my theory that
Hollywood rubbish like him and Tom Cruise can be good in roles where
they're not the lead. Benicio Del Toro, who can usually save a failing
movie was disappointingly under-utilized however. My fear is that more
films like this will appear, getting worse and worse and worse.
Long-term effects may result, including English kids pretending they're
all bad-ass and the ever-annoying stereotype of all Brits talking like
cockneys being perpetuated from abroad. For the most part I disliked it
but if you loved "Lock Stock" then you've already seen this film and
will send hate email to me. Fuck off in advance.