The entire production felt geriatric; from the cliched 80's story, to the cheesy dated dialogue and poor attempts at humor. The directing by seasoned director Daniel Zirilli was horrid and very amateurish. I've seen better directing from first-time filmmakers. The entire film had zero urgency and just trotted along from scene to scene - of which also had terrible transitions from just as bad editing. The score was just too constant and annoying. You'd think having two writers at least one could come up with something original and unexpected, but instead, it was all cliched, done many times before - much better, and fully predictable. At least the cast actually seemed like they were enjoying themselves constantly downing pints, and hopefully Majors and Trejo at least got a free trip to the UK for this underwhelming production. However some of the secondary cast did seem like they needed better cast-direction, of which Zirilli failed to give. And Jeanine Nerissa Sothcott as detective Moore needs to chill with the duck-lips botox, that's just cringe to look at. It was also funny to see Tom Lister Jr. Literally call his lines in. You wont miss anything passing on this film, even if you're a fan of Trejo, Majors or Mandylor.