Michael Caine does his diamond-geezer, heart-of-gold cockney bit as Harry Brown, a recently widowed, former Royal Marine driven to despair by the young thugs terrorising the sink estate he lives on in south London.The last straw comes when his elderly best mate is beaten to death by vicious, unemployed teenagers high on drugs. Before you can say Asbo or Bronson, Harry has acquired a little arsenal and proceeds to get medieval on the asses of the neighbourhood tearaways, whom he thinks worse than the terrorists he confronted in the services. This is a vigilante movie, impure and simple, with lip-licking bloodbaths and unconcealed contempt for law and order. It's better than any of the five Death Wish films, mainly because ...