Clearly filmed on a micro-budget, this horror-comedy manages to deliver an entertaining story by never taking itself seriously for one moment. I didn't know a thing about this movie, and was expecting a heist movie so you can imagine my surprise when, twenty minutes in, one of the hostages taken by hapless jewel thieves Ritchie (stephen Dorff), Peter (Jamie Foreman) and Yuri (Russell Smith) is unexpectedly decapitated by a pair of giant shears. The story gets more hectic and bizarre from this moment on, and while some of the intended laughs fall wide of the mark, the frantic pace means there's little time for reflection over those misfires.
For my money, Jamie Foreman - who has been singled out by some reviewers as giving a bad performance - enlivens the film with his deliberately over the top performance as Peter, the violent psychopathic Russian gangster, and it's a shame that he's missing for a large chunk of the action. The ever dependable Jeff Bell also hits the mark as Boris, the woefully inept 'Alpha Male' security guard who falls victim to his own booby trap. The film grows dafter as it builds to an ultra-violent conclusion, but that is always its intention, and if you leave the viewing grumbling about it maybe you were in the wrong frame of mind when you started watching it?
For my money, Jamie Foreman - who has been singled out by some reviewers as giving a bad performance - enlivens the film with his deliberately over the top performance as Peter, the violent psychopathic Russian gangster, and it's a shame that he's missing for a large chunk of the action. The ever dependable Jeff Bell also hits the mark as Boris, the woefully inept 'Alpha Male' security guard who falls victim to his own booby trap. The film grows dafter as it builds to an ultra-violent conclusion, but that is always its intention, and if you leave the viewing grumbling about it maybe you were in the wrong frame of mind when you started watching it?