
There must be a very large part of Guy Ritchie that was hoping, maybe even expecting, that Revolver was going to be his masterpiece. (It even shares its title with one of The Beatles’ finest albums. Deliberate? Who knows?) A rich, dense, satisfyingly complex entry in the low-life lexicon... A worthy and – say it – cerebral successor to prove to his razor-wielding detractors that he wasn’t a lock, stock and two-movie pony... A Guy Ritchie film that would wipe the slate clean of Swept Away’s debris...
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