Stop us if you've heard this one before: rock 'ard bad guy resolves to go straight... only to be shocked into a roaring rampage of revenge. `THIS TIME IT'S PERSONAL' screams the tagline, Eric Roberts' twisted mush glowering from the bottom shelf. Well, usually. Only this time it's directed by Mike Hodges, the veteran Brit crafting a mean and moody riff on his 1971 debut, Get Carter.
Shot on the night streets of London and overlaid with a sensual sax score, I'll Sleep When I'm Dead squirms and sighs, sweating menace as Clive Owen's hulking heavy investigates his baby bro's `suicide'. It eventually fizzles out, all build and no payoff, but that's the point: machismo is bullshit. Viewers craving a splurge of vengeful violence should stick to Eric Roberts.