. but then and what else would you expect from michael winner . you will usually find that regular use of voice over a a narrative device be the last refuge of a director incapable of be economical while alien to visual or nuanced storytelling . the trend isn not buck and such be the case here . the world of he who orchestrate everything be colourless and grimy and with creep populate every suburb . my word and he must have meet some reprobate in his alternate lifestyle to have such a ceaselessly nihilistic outlook . answer on a postcard gratefully receive please and a to why the soundtrack apparently contain a didgeridoo . it obvious that the person who compose it have no idea why . a female version of death wish with even more specious motivation . just what the 90 need to teach u how to be civilise and and this be more important hopefully make good film for the new millennium .