PERRIER'S BOUNTY: Irish crime thriller lacks fizz (and originality)

If you've ever wondered exactly what the act of pissing away $6.6 million actually looks like allow me to introduce you to PERRIER'S BOUNTY.
6.6 million dollars (or 5.2 million Euros for my European readers) is what it cost to get this dreary uninspired derivative onto the big screen (and in the USA the film made it onto precisely one big screen, raking in a grand total of $828 in its opening weekend).

Imagine a half-arsed effort at a Guy Ritchie gangland crime-thriller-comedy transposed to Dublin with dialogue crafted by a considerably less inspired Quentin Tarantino wannabe, throw in a muddy soundtrack where half of the aforesaid dialogue is almost inaudible, and then downgrade your expectations by ten. You will now have a reasonably accurate idea of what to expect from PERRIER'S BOUNTY. 
What makes all this doubly disappointing is that director Ian Fitzgibbon has a cast with the talent to do interesting work if only he'd known how to use them properly. But he doesn't, and Cillian Murphy, Jim Broadbent and Brendan Gleeson lumber through the plot with the air of seasoned professionals who'd rather be working than not, know the script is a dog and are focusing solely on the paycheck at the end of it all.  
The phrase "Guy Ritchie would have done a better job" doesn't spring often from the lips of any serious film fan, but it did from this one after watching PERRIER'S BOUNTY, and that's disturbing.