RocknRolla will never die

Movie review of "RocknRolla".
Published on facebook.com, 10th November 2008.

Definitely a pleasant surprise, particularly when the choice to see this over 'whatserface gets married' (sic) was decided by a coin toss.

Like The Matrix and The Game, RocknRolla was one of those movies I knew nothing about before seeing it (thanks Terri). Snatch seemed a little like 'more of the same' when I saw it, and I won't mention the effort with Madonna in-between, but this movie feels as if Guy Ritchie went for the safe bet and then directed the s**t out of it.

The cast is a nice mixture of known actors, for example a much more charismatic character for Butler than his stiff (pun intended) mythological king in "300". Also Newton's character has a bit more zip about her than the doe-eyed and dappy Tom-Cruise-beard in Mission Impossible 2.

Of course, Wilkinson's gangland boss is also a far cry from the tormented and redundant pressganged stripper in "The Full Monty", although a pair of Ray-Bans, colourful language and a teaspoon of cockney rhyming slang isn't quite enough to make his character go down in the most delightful way as Mary Poppins would say.

I guess there's a lesson for straight men here in that Butler's charm, ultimate desire to get Newton into bed, and knack for luring her into underestimating his grit - if nothing else - demonstrates how Ritchie can make an armed robber seem like Casanova. This, chaps, could be what women mean when they say they can't help but like bad men.

It's really the newbies that shine though. We have a convincingly closeted gay, but that just has the women cooing all the more. There are various ensemble actors and henchmen, and Quid as both the elusive plot lynchpin and deus ex machina-cum-narrator nailing his various scenes. However, it would seem that Ritchie teases the most considered performances from his cast and this, along with the Beluga of irony and seminal East/West-end London sets, glues everything together nicely. All in all it's a gangster flick without the gore, sufficient swearing and pyrotechnics to keep things ticking over nicely, and while - yes - it does seem to sag a little in the middle, Ritchie manages to escalate each of the passing minutes enough to hold the attention.

In the end I think it's more than just brain candy and, dare I say it, not just a 'guy' movie, so I hope there will be a follow-up as the final scene alludes. Can Ritchie stay consistent though?