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Saturday, January 04, 2020

Raymundos as Gentle Men? Hardly Love Actually among These Getlemen

Despite what its title ironically implies, The Gentlemen is not afraid to get a little dirty. 



 In the jungle, the only way a lion survives, not by acting like a king, by being a king.


There’s only one rule in this jungle! When the lion is hungry, he eats.



Mickey Pearson is an American expatriate who became rich by building a marijuana empire in London. When word gets out that he's looking to cash out of the business, it soon triggers an array of plots and schemes from those who want his fortune.
They’re loud, fun and make for one hell of a display. Of course, we’re talking about Guy Ritchie’s gangster efforts. Cinematic fireworks, if you will.
In 1998, we were treated to such screen gems as The Big Lebowski and Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. Yet, Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels wrestled its way to become the most entertaining offering of that year.
Guy’s directorial feature debut was an absolute winner, and somehow, against all odds, he managed to top it with sophomore effort Snatch. These two films are spiderwebs of guns, blokes, gambling and memorable nicknames, of the likes we haven’t seen from him since the 2008 caperRocknRolla.
After years of adventurous risks - Sherlock Holmes,AladdinKing Arthur: The Legend of the Sword - the director is back making British crime films, and who wouldn’t want to be on board?

The Gentlemen has attracted an admirable ensemble featuring Charlie Hunnam (Crimson Peak), Henry Golding (Crazy Rich Asians), Matthew McConaughey (Interstellar) and Hugh Grant (Paddington) who, it has to be said, subverts all expectations here with his most exciting performance to date.
We are introduced to seedy private investigator Fletcher (Grant) as he invades the home of Raymond (Hunnam) to blackmail him with information of his boss Mickey Pearson (McConaughey). Herein, the eccentric walks us through a tale of betrayal, drugs and mobility in the criminal sphere through hilarious conversation and voiceover.
As touched upon, this isn’t new territory for Guy, but his authority with this sort of material is apparent in every sequence. After a string of surprising efforts, we imagine he felt right at home here and the results are entirely refreshing. We’ve seen it before, but damn, it’s been far too long.
The cast all have a blast with their archetypal band of Guy Ritchie geezers, the plot boasts enough twists and turns to keep audiences alert and there are lines we can already envision fans quoting down the pub in years to come.
What more can you ask for?
As Fletcher so amusingly puts it, let's hope the filmmaker is, indeed, laying pipe for another. 


The gentlemen are also the players in this typically class-conscious film by writer- director Guy Ritchie, in which he returns to his signature style: the hyperactive geezer-gangstery ensemble ...


[to Ray; referring to the man tied up in the boot of his car]
Coach: His name is Phahock, but spelt with a PA, so it sounds like fahock.
Phuc: Please!
Coach: Alright, Phahock, calm the fahock down.
Phuc: Please.


Rosalind: [to Mickey] If you smell smoke, it’s because there’s a fire. So you’re going to have to stamp that out quickly.


Raymond: [to Mickey] One of your associates had an accident.
Rosalind: So you killed someone?
Raymond: No, it was the gravity that killed him.

CODA: What kind of role are you looking to take on next?
Currently I’m in production for Snake Eyes; I play Snake Eyes himself. It’s absolutely phenomenal what we’re doing with Robert Schwentke as director. We’ve got an amazing reinvention of GI Joe, I think people are going to be really surprised and really excited with what we come out with – and I’m super proud. He’s a very complex character.


GET WOKE, GO BROKE, SEXUAL EDITION: “In Japan, this new generation of sexless men—and the Japanese sex recession is caused by men’s lack of interest, to the vocal dismay of young Japanese women… — are known as soushoku danshi, literally ‘grass-eating men’ — in a word, herbivores.”