If you like terrible mokney accents and disappointing performances from high profile actors who should have known better, this could be the film for you.
It has the feel of being written by a semi literate twelve year old in a creative writing class at school. Having been told to modernise Dickens without reading it, for an audience of six year olds who like the occasional swear word. The result of which was then produced for a tenner by CITV.
The clothes are as hideous as the script. How this got the green light and funding
is a question for the ages. It is truly terrible.