March 26th, 2010



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An action film for the youth generation, set in a decaying future London. A gang set out on a chase to avenge the murder of one of their own.

Release Year: 2010

Rating: 3.7/10 (1,302 voted)

Director: Mo Ali

Stars: Kedar Williams-Stirling, Adam Deacon, Ashley Bashy Thomas

An action film for the youth generation, set in a decaying future London. A gang set out on a chase to avenge the murder of one of their own.

Kedar Williams-Stirling - Junior
Adam Deacon - Kickz
Ashley Bashy Thomas - Rager
Michael Socha - Craze
Jan Uddin - Sweet Boy
Kaya Scodelario - Tasha
Jennie Jacques - Ree Ree
Rheanne Murray - Lexy
Jerome Holder - Tugz
Colin Salmon - Boogie
Terry Stone - Papa
Robbie Gee - Beano
Luke de Woolfson - Whisper
Robert Fucilla - Breezer
Eddie Kadi - Reggae Chef

Taglines: If you're not one of us, you're a victim.


Official Website: Official site |

Release Date: 26 March 2010

Box Office Details

Budget: £385,000 (estimated)

Opening Weekend: £278,906 (UK) (28 March 2010) (86 Screens)

Gross: £550,213 (UK) (19 April 2010)

Technical Specs

Runtime: UK:

Did You Know?

The script was work-shopped at various schools in the South London area to make sure the teenage dialog sounded authentic.

Continuity: Kickz says his going to 'cotch' and leans on the pole but the seen right after he is behind the group waiting.

Tasha: Call me sket again, I will punch you in your balls.

User Review

A great movie to walk out to.

Rating: 1/10

Walking out of a film half an hour before the end is a gesture I used to abhor. No matter how rancid a film appears to be, you should always see it through once you've started. Otherwise you're not quite in a position to properly criticise it.

I've changed my mind innit. Shank was profoundly unwatchable. I saw it in a theatre with maybe another 50 people; I could hear sighs and groans coming from all directions throughout the picture. Every macho posture, every tedious shouting match, every useless camera jerk, every inept stylistic manoeuvre seemed to audibly destroy a part of someone in there. Myself included, which is why I got the hell outta there.

I haven't seen Bullet Boy or Kidulthood, two other London-set youth violence epics which apparently bear a resemblance to this dirge, so I cannot compare them. I can only say that Shank is a stain on the good name of film. It consists of scene after scene of fantastically unappealing teen anti-heroes yelling at each other in grimy surroundings, punctuated by the occasional flashy chase scene or, in one instance, a dogfight captured in outdated computer graphics. Despite the digitally-enhanced nature of this scene, we don't actually see the dogs fighting, just about 5 minutes of close-ups of the deliriously screaming spectators - the film actually goes out of its way to be boring and repetitive; I simply cannot believe that this was an accident or oversight.

I kinda have a thing for Kaya Scodelario, and the promise of her presence may have been the deciding factor in making me go to see this mush. But she couldn't save it for me; she didn't even show up until the film had battered me senseless for over an hour, and by then I had already accepted that the useless script wasn't gonna give her a chance to display the spunk and sex appeal she delivered in Skins. This useless film wouldn't even let Kaya be spunky and sexy! I walked out shortly after she showed up, when it became clear she was there only for the lead actors to harass her a little bit.

I'm pretty much finished now. Thank you for reading. And please don't give the makers of Shank any of your hard-earned, or even hard-benefited cash. They must learn to try harder.


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