Jack Regan is a hard edged detective in the Flying Squad of London's Metropolitan Police. He pursues villains by methods which are underhanded and often illegal, frequently violent, and more often than not, successful.
Frankie is sent from London to Spain to make a delivery to Charlie, who likes the kid and shows him the ropes including the use of guns and drugs. Frankie likes the sun, pools and the cute, bikini clad girls and stays in Spain.
Four policemen go undercover and infiltrate a gang of football hooligans hoping to root-out their leaders. For one of the four, the line between 'job' and 'yob' becomes more unclear as time... See full summary »
Melvin, a reluctant Superhero, lives only for crime, women and drugs - until he realises that the only way he will ever get to see his estranged son is to go straight and fulfil his potential as a crime fighter.
Luis Da Silva Jr.
Jack Regan is a slobbish, old style cop whose unsubtle methods usually get results, to the annoyance of internal affairs officer Lewis, who would be even more annoyed if he knew that Regan was having an affair with his young wife, policewoman Nancy. After Regan disobeys orders and a shoot-out in central London following a bank hold-up ends in carnage, he is stripped of office and briefly imprisoned. However, thanks to the loyalty of his young protege George Carter and a little string pulling from his superior Frank Haskins, Regan is released to bring down the villains in a gun battle at Gravesend marina, ensuring the continued existence of his department - the Sweeney.Written by
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Although Regan and Carter are shown driving cars, the real Flying Squad have specialist drivers. All they do is drive, and are trained to exceptional levels. The most senior officer in a car would sit in the front passenger seat, as was the case in the original TV series The Sweeney (1974) in which most of the driving was done by the "Bill the Driver" or other drivers. See more »
During the car chase through the caravan park, Carter can be seen leaning out of the passenger side window to shoot at the other car. In the next shot, the window has (very quickly) been rolled back up and Carter is sitting back in the seat. See more »
I had limited expectations for this film. I was to be let down, abysmally so.
From the start to the end credits this film is cliché on top of formulaic, unbelievable, over-the-top drama. I found my ability to suspend my disbelief sorely tested and, after 20 minutes unable to cope. Far fetched does not do it justice.
The characters were cardboard and again, straight out of a comic book. Drew, Carter in the film, simply cannot act. Or, if he can, chose not to in this film. His delivery is wooden. His lines devoid of feeling and overall, I found myself wishing him to shut up.
The same with most of the characters. In the end I found that I could not feel any empathy with the characters so when some inevitably fell off the screen, I could not care less.
Every line is plagued with an over the top cockney hard man thread. The film tried too hard to be hard. Imagine Lock Stock that takes itself seriously.
Considering this was the elite squad of the Met, famed for cracking cases and bringing the fight to the criminals, it failed miserably. No one could handle a firearm, the A-Team had clearly schooled them on the range (10,000 rounds expended, no hits claimed)and tactics appeared to be go on your own so you can be abducted, shot or otherwise incapacitated.
In short, this should be watched on your TV. Indeed, where it should have been released. Save your money and rent it one evening when you have nothing else to do.
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