I’m about to give away the opening scene of the latest gangsters-are-cool drama MobLand. Don’t worry. It won’t spoil anything. By the end of this review you won’t want to watch even a moment of this dog’s breakfast of an atrocity of charmless, witless, misbegotten, amoral tripe anyway.

So we’re in a basement with Tom Hardy, playing his usual amiably ruthless hard-man character. This time he’s........

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