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The story starts out with a young boy (Castor) seeing his parents shot dead. After being spared, he grows up homeless on the streets of London and becomes an animal. Then after never having a human connection in life, never mind empathy or any outlets for his rage, he eventually meets the gangster who gave him life back in his youth. Castor's reaction? He's joyous with feelings of warmth and gratitude. WHAT?

Meanwhile, after the gangster abuses his wife (Isabele) physically and emotionally to the point she finally shoots him dead, it's revealed her father is a former cold-blooded hitman who stops at nothing to protect his daughter. WHAT??

Likewise, as Steve Guttenberg (Jean-Baptiste Philippe) gives his best impression of an oddly crime kingpin ruling London who's as gentle & thoughtful as he is weird (an implausible mix on its own), he's eventually shot dead and replaced by a weak moron who's ostensibly running the baddest mix of thugs in the land. WHAT???

Then there was the grand-finale shootout. The showdown pitted 30 of Jean-Baptiste's henchmen pointing automatics and other artillary at Castor and Isabele's hitman father ... yet after guns are ablaze for seemingly hours, Castor easily squirred away with no retribution to follow. WHAT????

At the end, after Castor has evolved into a husband-worthy suit-wearing prince who somehow amazingly shed his inner rage, shame, dysfunction, antisocial and other pathic behaviors from his all-encompassing life experiences without any aftereffects, a sudden yet predictable twist emerges. Castor is then shot dead by a man early in the movie he wronged. In other words, just as Isabele is readying for a new life chapter with her new nobly savior, err, ironically Castor becomes the same victim he's perpetrated on others.

Wow, what deep, mystical writing.

Not. Sheesh, gimme a break. Too many aspects of this movie were literally farcical, and the implausible plotting was annoying. If it wasn't for terrific music selection, an oddly strange character effect by Guttenberg, and one worthy scene in the church between Castor and Isabele's hitman father, the movie would have been utter trash. Yet none of those elements were enough to make this one worth watching.

Castor (Alex Mills) was orphaned as a child. He was spared by Milo (Ian Reddington) the man hired to kill his parents.

Castor has since lived a feral existence. Living rough on the streets, stealing and boozing.

Ten years later he meets Milo again. His saviour and hero. Milo introduces Castor to local crime boss Jean-Baptiste Philippe (Steve Guttenberg.)

Castor becomes an assassin but faces a dilemma when Milo is unexpectedly killed.

Director Savvas D. Michael makes an energetic but an unoriginal gangster film. It tries too hard to imitate Guy Ritchie.

Savvas has his stock company of actors for his low budget movies. This time joined by Guttenberg with a dreadful wig.

I guess some of the dark humour was intentional. Milo rails against wokeism while being casually cruel to his wife. Castor needlessly slaps a woman in a graveyard who tells him off.

Maybe Savvas hopes that Harvey Weinstein will fund his future movies from his prison cell!

Castor is suitably dim for someone who has not gone to school but not learned to be streetwise. Yet he is remarkably well spruced for a guy living on the streets for years.

You going to get what you expect with this movie. Action Bullets Sex Explosions and of course a maniacal laughing. The main character Castor is super cool, kicking arse without roughing his awesome leather jacket type cool.

The movie is a lot of fun and its an easy watch, good guy kills bad guy and gets the girl