Guy Richie's new flick confirms the age-old adage: "It's not what you know or who you know. It's what you wear."
Matthew McConaughey, around which the plot twirls, is a marijuana mogul who wears bespoke updated Savile Row suits. His wife (Michelle Dockery) is turned out in Balmain, Lauren, Stella McCartney, and Christian Louboutin. Collin Farrell, and his posse of gym rats, sport track suits of exaggerated British plaids, stripes, and checks.
Now, imagine taking these folks seriously. The Movie Slut could not. Although the movie is billed as an action/thriller, she insists it's a comedy. Consider Hugh Grant as a smarmy, poofter with a cockney accent. Funny?
The plot is simple, a couple of low-life business entities are after McConaughey's lucrative underground pot biz. But they underestimate his abilities to keep them at bay. Obviously, it's not the plot that counts.
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