No Way Home (1997)

Tim Roth is rapidly turning into a British Son Of Harvey Keitel. He crops up all over the place, and in all sorts of roles (he's in Everyone Says I Love You this month, and Gridlock'd very soon), yet still keeps coming back to the Petty Crim parts. No Way Home is small-scale fare that's entertaining enough, but it gives off a strong whiff of déjà vû; then you realise that Roth's jailbird role is practically the same as the one he played in 1994 con-shags-dentist flick Captives.

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