Lets say, you are a’*man*’. I mean what else could you be, other than a woman and a androgyny.Now let me add a **special something** to this, you have come to acquire a certain piece.That, if provided to the right person, can pull that **dollar** figure popping right through your eyes.This will off course not involve a middle-man, cause if it does? then the sniffers are not far behind.Now you can blab your *little tale of vulgarity*. Cause, definitely why will you listen to me! without knowing exactly what sort of piece I am talking about.Before actually revealing the element involved in the transaction.I want to state the word "*piece*", for all it could mean to you is turds in this case.So, let me clarify again, it is not that kind of a piece.Its a precious jewel, an expensive stone and hardest substance currently present on the *planet blue or blue planet*. Maybe, at this moment you could place your head on your fist, scratch your hair in the between.Alright ponder no more! cause the piece is a crystal.That’s it! that’s the part you were so much interested in, right! If you get confused, I can assure you its not from a different planet.This brings me to your name, which is Mr.Franky and you have four missing fingers.Oh! silly me I mean two missing fingers and four in total intact.Am I right? I should be.However, you have to go to London to visit dealer Doug "*the head*". I don’t know the origin of his name, so don’t ask!
All this stuff keeps you, right on the edge of your seats.Believe me! this band of half-wits will shatter your ribs, until a certain piece of it sticks out of your throat.The orchestrater of it all is none other than director Guy Ritchie, and this is one of his classics.With his short-handed humor delivery, random mockery and blood.Ritchie makes it pleasing towards the audience, invoking a rich thirst of more black comic.His swirling style of showcasing a particular scene and whiz when it needs to *hit the gas* certainly remains to be an experimentation in which he more or less gets what he needs.The screenplay is just null and void, because there is nothing in it except a *British who calls himself turkish*, *a gypsy who fancies his fist* and *people who can’t speak English*. However, this simple tale provides an hilarious onslaught.Courtesy once again the provocateur director Guy Ritchie.
Meanwhile, the piece is obviously not a diamond, but a crystal.I mean a diamond and not a crystal.Pardon my speaking skills.Here is the story at a glance, After snitching a 84 carat diamond from Antwerp, Franky four fingers(*Benicio Del Torro*) brings it to London to sell it to a dealer named Doug the head(*Mike Reid*). However, Franky’s plan was originally for someone else, its whispers brings the sniffers in the form of a promoter on no-glove boxing, Turkish(*Jason Statham*) and a sinister crime lord Brick top(*Alan Ford*). Both of them gamble on the stakes and involve a one-puncher Mickey O’Neil(*Brad Pitt*) to retrieve reputation and money.If possible the diamond could follow?
The exceptional brand of acting are undoubtedly provided by Jason Statham and Brad Pitt.The rest come in line with their besties as Alan Ford and Stephen Graham assist in the riches.
The music is a wanker in this flick, its too loud and less attractable.For Guy Ritchie there is no such thing as cinematography.So, directors John Murphy and Tim Maurice Jones better lace up your boots.
If you like black comedy, this is the lord of them all.