I have an enormous amount of affection for British director, Nick Loves film, The Football Factory, I also love both Ray Winstone and cult hard nosed British cop show The Sweeney. Only that can explain how I gave this car crash 4/10.

Pretty happy with my view on things here, as Christopher Nolan raps up what rarely in the modern era was really at least four movies squeezed into three. That final ten minutes though CHRIST, what were you thinking.

I'm a total sucker for a southern pot-boiler but it seems I was far more enamored of this film than the critics. I also cannot remember a single thing about it and the director doesn't seem to have won any Oscars after this.

Wow this really was the era where I overrated everything, don't listen to me at all, it's worth barely a 6. Oliver Stone's barren run continues to stretch all the way back to JFK, with this amiable yet violent and lurid pot dealing movie overloaded with improbabilities (see also Ridley Scott fail in entirely different ways with the future classic (I tells thee) The Counselor). Happy the 70's-90's stalwart of getting the lead actress gratuitously naked didn't catch on again - Blake Lively the victim here. MUCH better the first time than second.

Everything about this sumptuous prohibition era gangster film is superb, apart from the films itself, leaving Tom Hardy adrift in a classy, highly watchable sea of cringe. Aussie director John Hillcoat is never less than interesting.