Generic gangland violence frustratingly overshadows a far more engaging father and son dynamic.
Wearing its influences on its sleeve, Perrier’s Bounty is book-ended with Big Lebowski-style narration and padded out with a cast of incompetent brutal thugs snatched from Guy Ritchie’s rabble.
And thanks to Jim Broadbent’s charming portrait of a father (complete with rollicking Dublin accent) and Cillian Murphy as his long-suffering son, the film takes as much from the family dynamics of Indiana Jones and The Last Crusade as it does from Pulp Fiction’s grit.
Murphy plays a waster with a heart of gold who gets himself, his neighbour (Jodie Whittaker in a regrettably bland role) and his father in serious trouble after he fails to pay back a measly £1,000. Generic gangland violence ensues, frustratingly overshadowing a far more engaging dynamic between father and son
