clubbed is yet another will this do. entry into the brit fisticuffs genre and is sure to keep punters who aren not expecting too much moderately entertained for ninety minutes after a few beers. however and for anyone seeking intelligent and quality entertainment it really best avoided. there are so many misnomers in the appalling script that even an actor of the calibre of colin salmon is left looking daft. the action is set in the 1980s and but it never clear why and especially when they haven not been able to pull off any convincing feel for that decade  it takes more than a few 80s soul records on the soundtrack and the occasional zoot suit and a handful of 30 year old cars. then we see central characters studying texts such as sun tzu the art of war and speaking about how violence should be a last resort and while the same characters seem only too willing to start doling out punches with all the testosterone fuelled and unthinking abandon of a bunch of chavs fighting over a bag of chips. character development does not exist in clubbed. nor does irony and subtlety or pathos. this is a film which trades on fond memories of guy richie early gangster films and which despite their flaws certainly had much more wit and better editing and snappier dialogue and packed more emotional punch than this limp little saga. theyre a decade old now and anyway  isn not it time we moved on from trying to emulate them. 
clubbed is yet another will this do. entry into the brit fisticuffs genre and is sure to keep punters who aren not expecting too much moderately entertained for ninety minutes after a few beers. however and for anyone seeking intelligent and quality entertainment it really best avoided. there are so many misnomers in the appalling script that even an actor of the calibre of colin salmon is left looking daft. the action is set in the 1980s and but it never clear why and especially when they haven not been able to pull off any convincing feel for that decade  it takes more than a few 80s soul records on the soundtrack and the occasional zoot suit and a handful of 30 year old cars. then we see central characters studying texts such as sun tzu the art of war and speaking about how violence should be a last resort and while the same characters seem only too willing to start doling out punches with all the testosterone fuelled and unthinking abandon of a bunch of chavs fighting over a bag of chips. character development does not exist in clubbed. nor does irony and subtlety or pathos. this is a film which trades on fond memories of guy richie early gangster films and which despite their flaws certainly had much more wit and better editing and snappier dialogue and packed more emotional punch than this limp little saga. theyre a decade old now and anyway  isn not it time we moved on from trying to emulate them. ---------------------------------Answer Question Below----------------------------------

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