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After this limp flick, you'll feel as ripped off as any of the upper-class victims. As a pair of 18th century British highwaymen, Carlyle plays the same kind of pissed-off wanker he did in Trainspotting, while Miller's the gentler half of the team. Together--at the point of several cocked flintlock pistols--they succeed in emptying the pockets of most of London's degenerate rich before getting away.
Not much of a movie to start with. It adds insult to injury with an electronic score that may have you reaching for your own firearms. The always terrific Cumming provides foppish comic relief, but Tyler has little to do other than gambol about in plush dresses that reveal much except why this movie got made.