I’ve never been overly keen on British Gangster movies. Not the classic ones like The Long Good Friday and Get Carter, no I’m cool with
I’ve never been overly keen on British Gangster movies. Not the classic ones like The Long Good Friday and Get Carter, no I’m cool with
Once upon a time, long before irreverent Neil Gaiman adaptations, psychotic twelve year-old vigilantes and groovy X-Men movies set in the swinging sixties, Matthew Vaughn
Back in 1987, just after squalid, hedonistic thrill seeker Frank Cotton was done farting around with an ornate puzzle box he’d bought from a bazaar
There’s always a pressure with sequels to outdo the original – it’s only natural. After all, go big or go home has seemed to be