The sort of copper you don't find round Sun Hill police station, Baz Vartis (Bishop) brings a singularly violent approach to tackling lawlessness.
In this British black comedy, a gormless mummy’s-boy policeman turns vigilante, braining a looter with his plasma screen and courting net stardom. There are glimpses of good bad taste, but the mostly inane characters and satire make it impossible to enjoy.
Setting out to be a killer-cop satire for the social media age, the result makes Paul Blart look like Taxi Driver. Unfollow immediately.