It has no fresh angle on the material at all - merely a heist-by-numbers subplot straight out Guy Ritchie's drafts bin, welded to Dickens' coming-of-age narrative with all the poetry of a press release for a brand collaboration.

I think this is a movie targeted at 20-somethings. It's modern, light and a bit of fun.

This is a totally ridiculous movie. No one appears to be in on the joke, though Caine's unswerving professional code guarantees he wouldn't let on if he were: that takes a degree of commitment, if not precisely effort.

The dialogue is laboured, and the direction is as subtle as a double-decker bus.