RocknRolla feels as if Ritchie is imitating his favourite director here, and that director is Guy Ritchie.

For a while you go along for the ride. But as the film progresses it becomes increasingly unwieldy.

Ritchie, who shoots and cuts everything in RocknRolla like an ad for a particularly greasy brand of fragrance for men, delivers the beatings and killings in his trademark atmosphere of morally weightless flash.

Guy Ritchie's hugely entertaining Lock Stock-reloaded...