Harry Brown. The Ghost Of Harry Palmer.


Harry never did get along with authority. After a long while, they don’t get along with you anymore either. They reform you out to pasture, away from violence. You get the astigmatism fixed with laser surgery. You have a nicely anonymous new identity as a garden variety military hero. You get married. You live modestly but contentedly in a Council flat. Until it all goes pear-shaped and something needs to be done. Some blokes who need to be, you know, done and dusted. This movie ends with a funeral too. Whose? You’ll have to find that out for yourself. You can see it all in Harry Brown, on Amazon.



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