It’s nice that Phil Collins benefited from this project, though the film itself feels disappointing and wanders aimlessly through a story about an event that captivated Britain in 1963. Edwards, along with his friends, concocts a plan to hold up a Royal Mail train shortly after a bank holiday, intending to steal £2.5 million in cash. He isn’t portrayed as inherently evil, but rather a small-time thief attempting to provide for his wife (played by Julie Walters) and daughter. With another child expected, he feels pressured to escalate his activities and comes up with this elaborate scheme that initially goes according to plan. As is typical of heist movies, the robbery itself isn’t the main source of trouble; it's what happens afterward. The story loses its way as the authorities begin to catch up with the gang, except for "Buster," who remains elusive. The question becomes how long they can maintain their hidden lives. While he seems to be handling things adequately, his wife yearns for a normal life for herself and her daughter, creating significant tension in their marriage. A resolution feels inevitable! It’s possible that if the film had been shot in black and white and featured a stronger cast, it might have better conveyed the boldness of their crime. Instead, the movie assembles a group of lesser-known television actors and saddles them with dialogue that is too elaborate; what begins promisingly deteriorates into something sentimental, heavy, and uninspired. Even Walters struggles to bring energy to this slow-moving story, which often relies on Collins – who simply isn’t well suited for the role.

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