Ashish Garga

This is a hilariously, awful, ludicrous so-bad-its-good movie. Feels like everything was done in a single take, the script was written by a Labrador with a stick in his mouth and the director was probably smoking crack while letting his intern nephew from film school made his debut using fancy film equipment. Every scene and cut feels like either an ad for visiting London or a showcase of Jimmy's cool sneakers, with some intense bdsm style violence and really out of touch characters and dubbed voice overs peppered in for good measure. All in all, I've lost a lot of brain cells and maybe that's the director's intention after all. In short, we need more movies like this.