Straightheads
You'd think that any film in which you get to see Gillian Anderson topless within the first five minutes has to be good.
Well, you(or maybe just I)'d be wrong.
From there the plot spirals downwardly into an unbelievable tale of rape, revenge and morality.
Not even Danny 'Fackin lunatics' Dyer could save this one.
The film tries to be too many things and can't seem to decide upon one aspect to focus upon in order to make it a revenge thriller. The elements were there and it could have been a great film, but it just seemed to lack.... direction.
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