The Worst Film Ever

it is the rare 'crazy' movie that actually has something to say.

The joyful confection is coated in a sparkly gloss, bright enough to gleam from the darkest, most cynical corners.

I enjoyed watching this film and would recommend other to give it a try , (as I am) but this movie, although enjoyable to watch due to the better than average acting fails to add anything new to its storyline that is all too familiar to these types of movies.

Why would anyone want to re-make Alan Clarke's The Firm? I don't think Alan Clarke would've liked this rubbish at all. It is an insult to his work. And you cannot replace Gary Oldman, he was great as Bex. The other bloke was pathetic! The original 'The firm' was a great film with some great British actors in it. Alan Clarke was a great director and there was no need to have a go at re-makin this film. Scum was a classic, I bet Nick Love wouldn't fancy re-makin that (actualy, some one has re made that film in America and called it 'Dog Pound' Unfortunately). Also I don't remember anyone wearin a full yellow Tachini (sorry, probably haven't spelt that right) track suit in the 80s or those stupid shorts he had on in the club at the beginnin. It was just dreadful. I really had to force myself to watch it right until the end.

This film has tried to be as evocative as the northern classic AWAYDAYS by trying to repeat the same fashion/music/male relationships package. Except the fashion looks really uncool ( except for the Adidas ), the music is what my little sister liked at the time ( Soul disco!?!) and the male relationships are totally one-dimensional. It was apparently a big budget compared to AWAYDAYS but felt more like an Eastenders episode.I think Nick Love has got some real talent in there as he seems to understand what the average Joe wants to see. But he needs some support from some decent stylists not to make some dumb decisions. Still better than most drab UK indie fare though.

first of all, the original firm is impossible to top, to start with - so why remake it in the first place?this film is predictable, as is the message, but its also boring! i gave it 3 stars for the music, the cool clothes and that danny dwyer wasn't in this one (probably turned it down though)! nick love should have just tried and make a documentary about firms in the 80s, instead of remaking the same film over and over again. in my opinion, the only reason why he made this film is so that he could keep all the denim in the end. they should have made a film about the German world cup, when lots of frustrated wannabee hooligans started beating up each other when there was just no one to fight with...I'd like to see that!please no more films about guy-love by nick love! thanks

Like a lot of people, when I first heard the news that Nick Love was "updating" the original version of The Firm I anticipated the worst. My objection lay not so much in the fact it was a remake of a classic film, but more as to why we needed yet another film centering on football hooliganism.The argument that such material merely glamorizes the violence it depicts, (appealing as it does to a section of youth that also worship the fashion and lingo of the genre) is without question. The worst example of which (and still prominent in most bargain bins of HMV up and down the land) would be the truly execrable "Green Street". A film so inept in its plotting, acting and overall plausibility that you'd be forgiven for thinking the whole thing had been stitched together by a gang of football thugs themselves.Contrary to what director Lexi Alexander may think, this was a film that at every opportunity served to heighten the voyeuristic delight of its male, teenage demographic. Self conscious fight sequences shot through with booming dance interludes, whilst a preoccupation with all things bloody gave way to an orgiastic ending which was more like a scene from Braveheart than a realistic portrayal of football mob violence.Which brings us back to Love and The Firm. What immediately strikes here, as it does in "Goodnight Charlie Bright", and "The Football Factory" is the skill and accuracy with which Love conveys his subject matter.The film is also a far warmer and optimistic piece than anything Love has made so far. Central character "Dominic" shares an all too believable rapport with his father, forever wrangling money from him, whilst both parents playfully tease him throughout the film - trying their best not to cramp his style when a friend catches Dom at his local sports store.It is this held focus on the family, combined with the way in which Dominic is positioned when the violence first unfolds (felled by a single punch and then little more than a terrified witness for the remainder of the film)that make for a clear mission statement on the behalf of the director.The scenes of violence here must also be commended for their reserve and authenticity. Thanks to Love's impeccable eye for the 1980s, the sense of watching a documentary on football violence runs close at times, with the camera skittering about to capture snatches of fight that never quite take off as quite accurately, the police intervene - with their standard uniform and makeshift formation, capturing them in flux before the later arrival of CCTV and full riot gear.This lends real tension to these scenes. Yet Love has no agenda here other than to show how quickly such altercations are broken up and how they often amount to little more than benign screaming matches. Even the more "laddish" Football Factory tended not to dwell on the full scale chaos between its football gangs and Love has clearly kept this in mind with The Firm.It must be said however, that the film hardly breaks new territory. (within what is already a very limited genre) Though there is no question that the look and feel of the era has been captured brilliantly and that as top boy "Bex" Paul Anderson is suitably charged, with its rather obvious ending - an eye for an eye simply meaning someone will end up losing their head, it is at least a refreshing twist to see Love's championing of the values of friends and family over the raging poison of the hooligans themselves.