Bad Boy Street

Well...we weren't exactly excited when this one plopped onto the review desk...another offering from the prolific production team...that is, Messieurs Verow et Dwyer.

So, we decided, to approach a Verow film from a different angle - as if we had never seen anything that this over-producing director has done before...here goes...

That's it - we endured the first 10 minutes and our objectivity flew (very rapidly) out of the window...same shit, different country.

Technically...the sound quality is unacceptable, the camera work amateur and the editor should, immediately, consider a career change.

Creatively...Dwyer's writing is crepe-like: flat, pedestrian, in desperate need of a tasty filling...and, as some might say when faced with  badly made crepe...rather than stuff it, bin it...as is the case here.

Verow's direction and acting are - considering his experience - embarrassingly amateur...cringingly so.

Miranda can't act and Monterno does the best he can with such a lamentable script.

The soundtrack can only be described as horrific.

Two things to remember, Messieurs: quality over quantity and, as clearly demonstrated in your case, practice doesn't always lead to perfection...it should, at least, aspire to mediocrity - not so here.

Trailer...