Speedboats, fish and chips, laughing gas, a pink Nintendo and Royal Ascot Juice.
A packed club, a pulsating Jac The Disco set then the man with the raven on his shoulder smashed it.
Security knew to let the Frenchman smoke indoors, he carries a gun at all times.
Remember not to book flights under peoples stage names.
A brawl, four pairs of tits and a profusely sweating brummie bastard.
A dead bird outside the window
A long drive home for a man who hasn’t drunk for 13 years, soundtrack by Jean – this the highlight …

Cassel et Belluci. Not easy, not pleasant but bloody powerful. The French make films like this, we make films that make you want to kick Hugh Grant’s face in.

Until next time x