Having disliked Rollin' with the Nines and Rise of the Footsoldier, Julian Gilbey's exceptionally violent London underworld gangster films, once they appeared some ages ago, I am pleased to state I enormously really enjoyed his new photograph, a violent, frequently gripping thriller set within the Scottish Highlands. It turns on 5 youngish mountaineers on holiday some miles from Inverness, who occur into the assist of a six-year-old lady buried alive in a remote forest. She speaks just some eastern European language, possibly Serbian, and is also presumably a kidnap sufferer, which tends to make her helpers the focus on of some desperate guys. A wonderful battle for survival ensues, admirably photographed by Gilbey's typical collaborator, Ali Asad, and edited by his brother, William Gilbey, who also collaborated within the script.
4 events are variously concerned: the mountaineers using dangerous shortcuts to get the woman about challenging terrain to the nearest city; the seasoned kidnappers, the two military veterans, who casually bump off a pair of deer poachers; a pair of former SAS men helping a go-between within the Balkans; along with the victim's father, a wealthy war criminal from Kosovo, accompanied by his hoods. Here on this breathtaking landscape are gathered a few of the most ruthless merchandise of post-cold war politics, and so they as a final point shoot it out throughout a pagan festival in the streets of a compact Scottish city, illuminated by fireworks and without doubt meant for a homage to The Wicker Man. A heartless movie, but an efficient one.
4 events are variously concerned: the mountaineers using dangerous shortcuts to get the woman about challenging terrain to the nearest city; the seasoned kidnappers, the two military veterans, who casually bump off a pair of deer poachers; a pair of former SAS men helping a go-between within the Balkans; along with the victim's father, a wealthy war criminal from Kosovo, accompanied by his hoods. Here on this breathtaking landscape are gathered a few of the most ruthless merchandise of post-cold war politics, and so they as a final point shoot it out throughout a pagan festival in the streets of a compact Scottish city, illuminated by fireworks and without doubt meant for a homage to The Wicker Man. A heartless movie, but an efficient one.
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