The film mostly centers around Bobby (Gordon Alexander) who just got out of prison and has habits. He works as a stock boy at a grocery store. His mum (Joan Hodges)is sick and confined to a wheel chair. He owes Dave (Jamie Foreman, the ugly guy on the cover) money that he can't pay back. Bobby has a good friend Vince (Freddie Connor) who manages a trance/techno dance club called "The Grind." Vince works for aforesaid Dave, who cooks the books. Dave plans on opening a casino and can't have anything go awry while the application is in process.The main plot action consists of Dave leaning on people for money. Bobby's life spirals out of control as he tries to get cash to pay Dave back. While the film centers around Bobby, Vince is the closest thing we have to a likeable character in this crime thriller. I thought the production was well directed, written, and acted. It held my interest, but it lacked the dry humor that we have come to expect in British film. Jamie Foreman gives us an excellent performance. At 107 minutes the dance scenes could have been shortened.F-bombs, brief sex, nudity (Zoe Tapper)

I had lost sight of how bad a film could be. I am genuinely lost for words and would not know where to begin describing how appalling this film is. However, I'll give it a shot: It is a plot-less mess, that hopes to somehow redeem itself in the 'arty' (read sh*te) editing.Suffice to say this film could be used as torture mechanism, water- boarding would seem like a month in the Maldives. Please spare yourself the need to have to write a review by avoiding at all cost.'The Grind' really does plumb new depths of badly shot banality. It also re-defines what can be called a 'film'I like gritty, I love 'Deadman's Shoes' (9.8/10 for me) but for f*ck's sake, don't expect anything remotely watchable or anything with a semblance of cohesion or meaning.

terrible plot, shocking acting made worse with bad mockney accents, jamie foreman was good but it looks like all the budget went on him! everything about it was really unbelievable, like a bad drama class loads of bad pauses in between lines, bad delivery of lines. Really annoying direction, showing nightclub scenes for too long, seemed like it was trying to pad out the film with slow motion shots of the dance floor, completely boring i had to fast forward loads of bits, and there was no relationships between the characters, and the dialogue was really unbelievable to the DJ.."ill tell you what mate.. bang out a couple of house tunes yeah??" amateur hour! don't bother watching it, total waste of time.

Brit gangster movies can be enjoyable, but this one was simply too tedious and confusing for me. I really wanted to like it. Closer editing would have condensed the story into a crisper 30 minute presentation. The production team was obviously going for gritty street realism, and it showed. It is truly regrettable that I have to produce ten lines of text for this review to be posted, but here goes. The characters were one-dimensional; "Dave" did not come across with the gravitas one seeks in a cinematic villain; Bobby was not tragically flawed, merely tragic; the soundtrack was even more grating than Dave's tire iron; viewers will struggle to differentiate major, minor, and other characters. Would I be spoiling if I recommended that readers not invest any wealth, interest, emotion, or time into this movie? I give it a 5 because I still can't figure out what happened, and that which did happen might have been good to other viewers. Or maybe not.