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"Where's Mulder when you need him?" BBC canal 4

Realmente, não sei o que o coitado do Mulder tem haver com esta película inglesa.)
Straightheads Review
80 minutes, UK (2007), 18
A one night stand ends in savage and inexplicable violence in this bleak revenge drama starring Gillian Anderson and Danny Dyer
Is Danny Dyer cornering the market in exploitational vengeance? No sooner has Nick Love's Outlaw exited cinemas than its Cockney star is back with another eye-for-an-eye thriller, this time as Adam, a security alarm installer who lives to regret accepting a new client's offer of a night in the country.
Since his client is Alice (Anderson), the kind of sleek older woman that no red-blooded male could possibly turn down, Adam's willingness to escort her to a lavish corporate party with sex to follow is understandable. But when their drive home ends with her being gang raped and him beaten to a pulp by a pack of rustic straw dogs, it's not long before their thoughts turn to payback.

Partly inspired by witnessing an attempted rape in 2001 and the daily horrors he saw in his days as a BBC and Channel 4 documentarian, this first dramatic feature from writer-director Dan Reed is a much more thoughtful and sombre film than Love's was. Unfortunately it's just as literal, the piratical patch Dyer sports over his damaged eye serving as a crunchingly unsubtle metaphor for his desire for retribution.

Straightheads Review
80 minutes, UK (2007), 18
Armed with a rifle bequeathed by her father and some no less handy knowledge of hi-tech surveillance, Alice and Adam are soon stalking yokel Heffer (Calf) and his fellow predators (Ralph 'Withnail & I' Brown and Steven 'Inside I'm Dancing' Robertson) across the English countryside. The closer they get to their quarry, however, the more they question an enterprise that will leave them as morally bankrupt as the men they're pursuing.

A provocative exploration of the futility of tit-for-tat violence? That's what Reed has in mind. Alas, he blows it with a preposterous climax that sees Alice subjecting Heffer to an eye-watering torture with the aforementioned firearm as an aroused Dyer looks on.

Having already seen Adam jack off (something of a trademark for Dyer, as Human Traffic fans can testify), it's evident some heavy-handed point is being made about the link between brutality and sex. Or it would be, were we not too busy tittering at a risible thriller that jettisons any remaining credibility around the halfway mark. Where's Mulder when you need him?

Any point Dan Reed hopes to make about crime and punishment is rendered null and void by his lurid sensationalism and juvenile eagerness to shock

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