The only reason I can muster as to why I put myself through the at times excruciatingly cringe-worthy plot devices and acting of this badly cobbled together and cliched East-Ender gangster movie, is the fact that I respect the seniority and skill of some of the more well-known actors who bizarrely and for reasons only known to them, graced this flick. Also the fact that I'd allowed for the prequel to this one pass in front of my eyes and thought I'd torture myself just a little further as I've just realised I must be a sucker for punishment. I would like to add that I'm not undermining in any way the effort, money and commitment it must take from all parties involved for any given film project to get off the ground but I am a firm supporter of the idea that if you're gonna do something, for pete's sake do it proper and at least use the real 'One Million Years B.C.' poster featuring the jaw-droppingly stunning Raquel Welch!