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This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
As I have zero interest in football, I avoided this film for a long time, but the recent slew of pretty rubbish Gritty London films make it look brilliant in comparison.
In spite of a pretty dodgy accent, Charlie Hummam gives a really solid central performance clearly paving the way for his work in Sons of Anarchy. Special mention goes to Leo Gregory (Bovver) whose eventual breakdown and consequent redemption was very moving and held within it the emotional heartbeat of the film.
The violence is well-choreographed and the film achieves its main aim: to illustrate how alluring violence can be.
A four hour film squeezed into two and a half hours. Poor pacing, and very detached emotionally. Bane was a disappointing, generic Hardy performance generated from cherry picking elements of previous roles he has played (and this is coming from someone who dearly loves Hardy), and Michael Caine was reduced to four tearful exposition scenes.
All in all, I found it rather disappointing. Joseph Gordan-Levitt stole every scene he was in, and Anne Hathaway did a surprisingly great femme fatale.