Is it unique? Certainly not. Even if you have studied this dark and little imaginary London crime drama under a microscope, you would not find the smallest embankment of originality. It is a bad little movie, shallow and badly acted, with a streak of Macho Quiet, like a guy ritchie, but without subtlety or focus on female characters.
Original Gangster tells the story of a hitman in power, starting with his backstory. Castor (Badger Skelton) is spared the death of ten years by Milo (Ian Reddington), a thug that murder his parents. For the next decade, the orphan rasor lives in the streets of London, eating cold beans from the boxes and perfecting its aggression skills; This is a movie in which men commit aggression in slow motion.
There is a serious woman’s question in the movie. His female characters are saints who died or nags that are struck by men. Beaver drinks alone in a cemetery in a scene when a young woman orders her to leave. (Which hurts totally most of the women’s reactions to be alone in a room with a drunk man twice his size.) “Do not know anything about the campaign #Metoo, your misogynistic pig?” She shouts in Castor while he calls her “darling”. As a result, he strikes it. After thirty minutes, the script wants you to encourage the love interest of Milo, who is also surviving crime. And make me a favor.