...slick, silly fun — a giddy exercise in freewheeling nihilism, played to the hilt.

Ritchie has made an entertaining return to his mockney roots.

...[Hugh Grant] gives an extraordinary performance, considering the circumstances.

This being a Guy Ritchie joint, there’s two smoking barrels worth of swearing (it might well set a world record for c-bombs in a movie) and plenty of blood splatter.

...an entertaining mix of convoluted plotting, colourful criminals, a heightened feel (...) and pig-fucking gags.