Here's the delightful experience of watching a movie in which all cylinders are firing. Toward the end, there's a moment or two when the action lapses. In these moments, you're struck with the feeling of maybe having taken one too many turns on the Ferris wheel. On the whole, though, Snatch had me roaring. As in Hong Kong cinema, there's a placid center to all this criminal mayhem, a spot just right for the viewer to sit in and watch the carnival.
Snatch is full of cartoon cruelty, of men as crooked as a dog's hind leg.
Ritchie, however, isn't fooled by the belief that violence is an urge boiling in every human heart, or that ruthlessness is backhandedly admirable. The number of men who really want to attack their fellow creatures is a great minority. If left to a friction-free, unemployed life, most want to enjoy themselves in peace. Metro Publishing Inc. MetroActive is affiliated with the Boulevards Network .