RocknRolla

Fun, but not laugh-out-loud funny. It seems like every cast member has an English accent from a different region of Britain. Not that Guy Ritchie was trying to showcase diversity or anything. He’s more determined than ever to spin a bona-fide crime-fiction yarn. The plot is the most cohesive of any of his movies, even though it’s primarily focused on one objet d'art which, though unseen, serves its purpose as a ridiculously valuable McGuffin. The cast is strong and the pace is brisk. But the hi jinx of previous Ritchie movies has been dialed-back significantly here. That could either be a good thing or a bad thing.