Who’s a Real RocknRolla?

Posted: February 21, 2009 in Uncategorized

“People ask the question… what’s a RocknRolla?
And I tell ’em – it’s not about drums, drugs, and hospital drips, oh no. There’s more there than that, my friend. We all like a bit of the good life – some the money, some the drugs, others the sex game, the glamour, or the fame.

But a RocknRolla, oh, he’s different. Why? Because a real RocknRolla wants the fucking lot.”

The opening to Guy Ritchie’s brilliant 2008 production,RocknRolla.

The storyline is an entertainingly sensationalized portrayal of Underground London: the fight for power among the kings of corruption. The movie adds that glamorous touch of class to the lives of British mobsters; they’re not ‘gangsters’, oh no, they’re merely entrepreneurs. 😉

And am I the only one who thinks guys with British accents are hot?
Cuz they are. Srsly.

At the top of the hierarchy is Lenny Cole (Tom Wilkinson), the self-proclaimed God of London (“There’s no school like old school, and I’m the fuckin’ headmaster! Got it?”); is he in the Mafia or something? you might ask. He IS the Mafia, babe.
At his side is the smart and efficient Archie (my favourite char in the movie), who also plays narrator.

The story unfolds as Russian entrepreneur Uri Omovich opens a business deal with Lenny.
Uri lets Lenny borrow an expensive painting, his ‘lucky painting’, till their deal is closed. The painting goes missing, and things aren’t going too well for Lenny.

Along the way, ‘The Wild Bunch’ is thrown into the mayhem, the underdogs in the game for power, Handsome Bob, Mumbles and One Two (Gerard Butler). We’re also introduced to Uri’s mysterious and irresistable accountant, Stella (Thandie Newton), a player in the game as well, albeit surreptitiously.
Also interesting are the little glimpses into the life of Lenny’s estranged rockstar son, Johnny Quid, who isn’t as unintelligent a junkie as they estimate him to be.

The struggle for the ‘fucking lot’, as the opening words put it, seems to be the story’s central theme, deliciously accentuated by the soundtrack Black Strobe’s I’m a Man, the catchiest beat to shake awake that little part in all of us that secretly dreams about living the life of a rock ‘n’ roller.

Rich with sardonic humour (my favourite kind), guys bitch-slapping each other, razor-sharp screen shots and direction (almost as sharp as the script), and with an unforgettable finalé, RocknRolla‘s an instant favourite on my movie list.
A must-watch.

Rating: 8.5/10

The sequel, The Real RocknRolla‘s coming up soon. Can’t wait!
Some words to ponder about, courtesy of Johnny Quid, philosophizing life based on the 2 sides of a box of cigarettes…

All you need to know about life is retained in those four walls.

You will notice that one of your personalities is seduced by the illusions of grandeur – the gold packet of king size with a regal insignia, an attractive implication towards grandeur and wealth, the subtle suggestion that cigarettes are indeed your royal and loyal friends, and that, Pete, is a lie.

Your other personality is trying to draw your attention to the flip side of the discussion, written in boring bold black and white, it’s a statement that these neat little soldiers of death are in fact trying to kill you and that, Pete, is the truth.

Oh, beauty is a beguiling call to death and I’m addicted to the sweet pitch of its siren.

That that starts sweet ends bitter, and that which starts bitter ends sweet.

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Comments
  1. PseudoRandom says:

    By ‘British’ I assume you’re referring to the cockney in the movie? No way woman! Irish and Scottish accents on the other hand… 😉

  2. Makuluwo says:

    I dunno man, all European accents are of equal hotness to me. >.>

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