Danny Dyer deserves credit for his commitment, but as a film, it falls short; it’s predictable, relies on clichés, and feels familiar from other movies—perhaps even some he hasn't been in. “Jack” is grappling with the realization that life is passing by quickly and he doesn’t have much to celebrate. His wife, “Dani,” played by Stephanie Leonidas, believes he’s unproductive, and his routine of drinking beer and taking drugs isn’t likely to change her mind. After a typical episode of football hooliganism, he appears before a judge who gives him six weeks to turn things around or face jail time. Will he be able to break free from his old ways and become a better person, husband, and father? It seems Nick Love believes profanity makes for entertaining viewing, but this felt immature. There’s no nuance whatsoever, the characters lack development, and honestly, the best parts were in the previews. “Jack” is an unpleasant character with few redeeming qualities, and the tension between him and his wife disappears when an incident involving their son (Arty Dyer) should have resolved everything, but it's simply glossed over as a flimsy plot progresses. The film’s overall style evokes the 1980s, both in terms of attitude and appearance, and the occasional jokes directed at the audience quickly become tiresome as we are introduced to a parade of people you would actively avoid. There are moments of humor within the writing, but not enough to carry it through what felt like far longer than its stated 90-minute runtime. It’s clear that marketing created more excitement than the film itself delivers—whether potent or not. I'm sorry to say that.

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