Ritchie at his Roots
Thank God. One of my
favourite directors, Guy Ritchie, has returned to his senses and to the genre
where he shines -- the London underworld drama. The heist flick is where he
began, and where he introduced British low-life actors like Jason Stratham.
After the likes of 'King Arthur' and 'Aladdin' (delicate shudder) Ritchie is back with 'The Gentlemen' and his partners in
crime are an ensemble cast led by the evergreen Mathew McConaughey as an expat
American drug lord. Or weed lord, to be
precise, as the film carefully makes the distinction between recreational
marijuana and the hard stuff.
One pleasant surprise
is scene-stealer Hugh Grant, who -- given the chance to be anything other than
the romcom silly duffer -- proves his acting chops with his portrayal of the
seedy (and camp) private investigator. Michelle
Dockery trades her cut glass Downton Abbey accent for street smart
on-the-way-up Cockney patter, and Colin Farrell is excellent as the earnest
mixed martial arts coach.
And the director,
with his own mix of blue blood (posh lineage, public school) and blue collar
experience (expelled at 15, mean streets livelihood) knows exactly the right
balance to strike.
Ritchie returns to
his roots but keeps it contemporary with manic YouTubers, rising Asian
influences in the UK and the coming legalization of weed (and the profits to be
accrued thereof).
Altogether an
excellent romp and a worthy successor to 'Lock,
Stock and Two Smoking Barrels', 'Snatch'
and 'RocknRolla'.