Michael Fassbender and Brendan Gleeson are most likely two of the better British actors working in international cinema today. That is precisely why their recent collaboration in Trespass Against Us is so disappointing. As a crooked team of father-and-son petty criminals, living in trailers somewhere in the English countryside, they never begin to resemble characters worthy of their iconic status. Fassbender's character is a husband and father, and his only redeeming quality is that he loves his family, especially his son, Tyson. He drives like a maniac in effort to make police chase him, carries out a jewelry robbery with his goons, and even pours a can of light blue paint on an annoying neighbor, and not once do any of his actions come across as entertaining, funny or fascinating to watch. What's more, the policeman (Rory Kinnear) who struggles to (rightfully so) bring him in is made to look like a complete fool, when all he's doing is his job. Trespass Against Us plays like a more serious version of Guy Ritchie's Snatch (2001), but without the fun. It's never a good thing when a movie is declared inferior to a Ritchie action comedy, but that's exactly the case here.
C-
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