Forget the excellent John Thaw series. In Nick Love's joyless take on Flying Squad hard-nuts Ray Winstone and Plan B play Regan and Carter, boozing, corrupt coppers who are being investigated by internal affairs (Steven Mackintosh) for their diabolical tactics: "There's even talk of baseball bats".
The soundtrack is overblown, the menace frankly ridiculous (particularly a dreadful Winstone; Plan B acquits himself better) and it wastes the likes of Hayley Atwell and Damian Lewis too. Deeply unpleasant.
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