“This is an old-school gig. It needs an old-school crew.” Thus, the 2015 Hatton Garden Heist is turned into a piece of geezer nostalgia. From the wocka-wocka retro-funk score to the glitchy Guy Ritchie-lite jump cuts, split screens and wipe edits, to the smattering of rhyming slang, this film doesn’t have an original idea in its entire running time. It’s not incompetently made, however, and Phil Daniels possibly deserves an award for saying the line “the biggest blingo blag in history” and not blowing his own head off afterwards.
