Martine offers Terry a lead on a foolproof bank hit on London's Baker Street. She targets a roomful of safe deposit boxes worth millions in cash and jewelry. But Terry and his crew don't realize the boxes also contain a treasure trove of dirty secrets - secrets that will thrust them into a deadly web of corruption and illicit scandal.
Stephen Campbell Moore
A frustrated man decides to take justice into his own hands after a plea bargain sets one of his family's killers free. He targets not only the killer but also the district attorney and others involved in the deal.
A cab driver finds himself the hostage of an engaging contract killer as he makes his rounds from hit to hit during one night in Los Angeles. He must find a way to save both himself and one last victim.
In England, retired Royal Marine Harry Brown spends his lonely life between the hospital, where his beloved wife Kath is terminally ill, and playing chess with his only friend Leonard Attwell in the Barge pub owned by Sid Rourke. After the death of Kath, Len tells his grieving friend that the local gang is harassing him and he is carrying an old bayonet for self-defense; the widower suggests him to go to the police. When Len is beaten, then stabbed to death in an underground passage, Inspector Alice Frampton and her partner Sergeant Terry Hicock are sent to investigate. They pay Harry a visit but don't have good news; the police have not found any other evidence, other than the bayonet, in order to arrest the hoodlums. This mean that should the case go to trial the gang would claim self-defense. Harry Brown sees that justice will not be granted and decides to take matters into his own hands. Written by
Claudio Carvalho, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil
When Harry is buying the gun there is a girl lying on a the couch. When viewed from Harry's perspective her head is laying flat on the couch, in the shot from across the room her head is propped up against the arm of the couch. See more »
Do you want it, fella, huh?
Because you wanted this yesterday, brother. You wanna do this shit?
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To herald Harry Brown as a film that every person should see is a watershed moment for the way the UK likes to portray itself. When I was younger, I was told about what's good and bad, right and wrong and perhaps more importantly, how to deal with injustice and how not to turn a blind eye to it. Only last week, a film with similar 'citizen turns vigilante against thugs' was banned from cinema screens in its home city of Nottingham for fear of a violent backlash and reprisals, such was the brutal, yet unsparing depiction of Nottingham's gang culture. And the difference between that and Harry Brown is? Earlier this year, I had the honour seeing the debut film of a largely unknown award-winning filmmaker based in Stratford - the home of the 2012 Olympics - the shiny side of London. Stick with Me (directed by Bernard Kordieh) is an uncompromising tale about brotherhood, confronting the viewer with the brutal reality of life in London's inner cities very much in the mould of Harry Brown. Judging by the hype surrounding Harry Brown and the record attendance who saw Stick with Me make its' premiere at the British Urban Film Festival last month, what is clear is that Harry Brown (and similar films) has a far more prominent role to play in public life, making us all think about what our roles as citizens are. Simply put, Harry Brown is very much a film which does exactly what it says on the tin and Sir Michael is magnificent.
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