Guy Ritchie makes movies that zoom. The gangland Britspeak is pumped up, profane. The action flashes forward, then roars into reverse. All parties concerned appear to be having a gas - even as bullets fly, bad guys (and good) are beaten to a pulp, and suckers get taken for every cent.
The problem with Ritchie - recently exed from a certain one-named pop diva - is that he keeps making the same movie. Like Snatch and Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels, Ritchie's RocknRolla is set in the London underworld. (We'll forget about his egregious Swept Away remake, starring You-Know-Who. And as for Ritchie's madcap, metaphysical gambling pic, Revolver, well, he was kind of trying something different there. Kind of.)