Rebecca Ryan has been working as an undercover agent for the Organised Crime Division (OCD) posing as a taxi driver, while investigating London's south-side mob. When she finds her young ... See full summary »
John Smith has been happily involved in a bigamous marriage for five years. He lives with Stephanie in Finsbury and Michelle in Stockwell. Fortunately, for John, he's a taxi driver which ... See full summary »
Denise Van Outen,
Det. Supt. Peter Boyd (played by Trevor Eve) is the leader of a multi-discipline police team of detectives and scientists, the Cold Case Squad, which investigates old, unsolved murder cases using modern methods and new technology that may not have been available during the original investigation.
Rebecca Ryan has been working as an undercover agent for the Organised Crime Division (OCD) posing as a taxi driver, while investigating London's south-side mob. When she finds her young daughter Lynn brutally murdered she fears her cover has been blown wide open, so she turns renegade and begins a brutal campaign of vengeance against the mob she believes killed her daughter. As she trawls the seedy depths of London's underworld hunting down her daughter's killers, the lines between good and evil, right and wrong begin to blur as do her notions of justice and revenge. It falls to the world-weary OCD agent Darius Cuise and his newly-assigned, hot-tempered partner Abby Barrett to track down Rebecca and bring her in before all hell breaks loose. Written by
If you still want me you'll tell Marla to go fuck herself! And fuck your wife and fuck you if you haven't got the balls to deal with it you fucking coward!
[Rebecca looks at her and Jade puts her middle finger up and mimes fuck off to her]
Oh I can talk about that bitch however I like, she does not scare me.
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I'm still in shock, the following morning, at how atrocious this film was, and how I managed to sit through it with only short breaks to the loo and the fridge. This film has nothing to recommend it whatsoever - the plot is dire, the dialogue impossibly stilted and contrived, and the acting rates among the worst displays I have ever has the misfortune to witness. The gratuitous female violence will draw a few fans, granted, but even those fetishists will have a hard time sitting through such appalling pap. I could single out Donna Air for worst actress of the decade (a woman blessed with the looks of an east European model and a hard-to-identify Welsh-sounding accent attempting to carry off the role of a tough cop) but that would be to let the rest of the cast off too lightly; neither the main roles nor the bit-parts were played with an conviction or credibility. I guarantee this film will have you screaming in horror or laughing hysterically, depending on how you feel about devoting an evening to a truly dreadful piece of cinema.
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