Let me begin by saying I really don't delight in rubbishing the work of anyone who's had the guts to make a movie. In this case, however, I feel the need to stick my head out of the trench.
I'll start with the hero: Martin Kemp isn't a bad actor, but I suspect he got the role because he looks more like an action hero than the others. And the antagonist, well, despite the voice-changer, I recognised Phil Davis' voice within two lines of dialogue - which left me asking "how is he in two places at once?" throughout almost the entire film. I only thank the director for not making it Dexter Fletcher or I may have left the film to fulfil a subconscious desire for a Big Mac (that's not a reflection of Dexter's acting - it's just I'm reliably informed he does the V/O for McD's TV ads).
There are several glaring errors with the concept of Sam Blake being ex-special forces, not least that he chooses to take down a target from a multi-story car park, in the middle of the day. He is then so surprised by the appearance of Mr and Mrs Average, returning to their car, he completely loses his composure, makes a big scene and wheel-spins out of the building leaving two frightened and confused eyewitnesses and - more importantly - his spent cartridge case (or evidence, as forensic services like to call it).
But the biggest fail, in my opinion, was him walking into a battle-cruiser (boozer) carrying his lo-tech sniper rifle (albeit in a flight case), following his mark into the karzy (toilets) and going through a very prolonged punch-up with him; in black ops terms, the equivalent of strapping a large number of pots, pans, bells and cymbals to your kit before commencing a covert op. After he's finally managed to neutralise the target, he comes back out of the bogs (toilets) and is recognised by one of the customers. He immediately pulls out a Glock (never heard of a silencer, Mr Green Beret?) and leaves the nuclear sub (pub) with no sign of the big black gun case with which he had arrived - presumably a bit of a handicap for a crack-shot sniper with several target left on his to-do list.
It's not all bad. Nick Moran provides a very convincing right-wing anti-immigration activist and, despite the hole in the plot described previously, Phil Davis gives us a very convincing baddie. I wish I had more good things to say, but I really don't. Sorry.
I'll start with the hero: Martin Kemp isn't a bad actor, but I suspect he got the role because he looks more like an action hero than the others. And the antagonist, well, despite the voice-changer, I recognised Phil Davis' voice within two lines of dialogue - which left me asking "how is he in two places at once?" throughout almost the entire film. I only thank the director for not making it Dexter Fletcher or I may have left the film to fulfil a subconscious desire for a Big Mac (that's not a reflection of Dexter's acting - it's just I'm reliably informed he does the V/O for McD's TV ads).
There are several glaring errors with the concept of Sam Blake being ex-special forces, not least that he chooses to take down a target from a multi-story car park, in the middle of the day. He is then so surprised by the appearance of Mr and Mrs Average, returning to their car, he completely loses his composure, makes a big scene and wheel-spins out of the building leaving two frightened and confused eyewitnesses and - more importantly - his spent cartridge case (or evidence, as forensic services like to call it).
But the biggest fail, in my opinion, was him walking into a battle-cruiser (boozer) carrying his lo-tech sniper rifle (albeit in a flight case), following his mark into the karzy (toilets) and going through a very prolonged punch-up with him; in black ops terms, the equivalent of strapping a large number of pots, pans, bells and cymbals to your kit before commencing a covert op. After he's finally managed to neutralise the target, he comes back out of the bogs (toilets) and is recognised by one of the customers. He immediately pulls out a Glock (never heard of a silencer, Mr Green Beret?) and leaves the nuclear sub (pub) with no sign of the big black gun case with which he had arrived - presumably a bit of a handicap for a crack-shot sniper with several target left on his to-do list.
It's not all bad. Nick Moran provides a very convincing right-wing anti-immigration activist and, despite the hole in the plot described previously, Phil Davis gives us a very convincing baddie. I wish I had more good things to say, but I really don't. Sorry.