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This is a wonderful movie.
Guns, gangsters, and Richie's unique style and tone make his latest picture just plain fun.
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.
Style is what RocknRolla is all about. And it has it in spades, from the cockney Pulp Fiction dialogue to the music-video editing of the rambling narrative.
As in other Ritchie films, RocknRolla attempts to depict a world of ever-expanding chaos. But the chaos is only in the way the story is told. The actual vision Ritchie offers is pedestrian and tame.
Flashy but assured, the film is a controlled exercise in style that toes the line but never feels over-the-top. In a word, RocknRolla rocks.
It's all about the set-up and not the actual payoff.
RocknRolla is a return to form, of sorts, for Mr. Ritchie. ... The British director has returned to familiar territory, that of the small-time hood.
An over-long mish-mash of scarcely linked sub-plots...
'RocknRolla' takes more left turns than imaginable. It might make sense in the mind of Guy Ritchie, but to the rest of the universe, I can not imagine the film will translate.
A self conscious re-working of Guy Ritchie's now familiar style and storyworld.
It's long, confusing but is definitely saved with great performances and a tight episodic script...
Breaks no new ground for movies or for Ritchie, but it is an amusing diversion and therefore a return to form. [Blu-ray]
Some movies go off on tangents. This movie is nothing but tangents.
RocknRolla is Guy Ritchie trying to out-Guy Ritchie Guy Ritchie. ...enjoy it for what it is and don't worry that it's imitative. (Blu-ray Edition)
In spite of the film being derivative, RocknRolla is still a lot of fun. At least, what you can understand of it.
Ksanazestameno, alla akomi nostimo, to piato poy soy serbirei einai mia super sized ekdohi tis syntagis toy, me tin idia thermidiki aksia, alla horis tin geystiki apogeiosi tis neas anakalypsis
Ritchie's latest homoerotic guy bonding homicidal spree, might be termed a London mafia musical fueled by global capitalism's shaky economic indicators, going toe to toe with the underground urban economy's crimelords in cutthroat competition. Literally.
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