Just like the doddering sexagenarian on the centre of its plot, Rooster City lumbers alongside, often mis-stepping and fluffing its strains. It’s a uninteresting, eye-roll-inducing half-way home of a movie, neither a biting, black comedy nor an uplifting, whimsical jaunt. British comedy royalty Graham Fellows stars as Kev, who groups up with youngsters, Paula (Amelie Davies) and Jayce (Ethaniel Davy) to promote the weed he’s by chance grown in his allotment. The few honest interactions between this central trio are the only highlights of the movie, as Fellows’ comedy skills are wasted in a flimsy script.
Rooster City bites off greater than it may chew as a small-town, crime caper shortly spirals into battle with the highly effective household on the coronary heart of the city’s livelihood and a critical of more and more ridiculous acts of violence. Nonetheless, as an alternative of pouring effort into offering any standout, laugh-out-loud gags, the author/director overly depends on these sudden however transient moments of depth to brighten up his movie. The much less stated concerning the racial prejudice levelled at Jayce’s pal, Lee Matthews Jr (Ramy Ben Fredj), the higher. It’s tasteless, merciless, and painfully lazy. Come movie’s finish I was able to hightail it out of Rooster City as quick as I may.