Greed

Go and see Greed for Coogan's chameleonic work at its heart. He truly is worth the price of your ticket.

It's a half-hearted exercise in full-throated outrage.

Like "Casino," "The Big Short" and "The Laundromat," this movie has a strong pedagogic component, to lay bare the most rank excesses of contemporary capitalism. Here, as it happens, "Greed" is at its strongest.

Let's just say the phrase "Eat the rich" takes on a whole new meaning here.

[Coogan has] always been a quick wit, and his timing couldn't be better. So why does so much of "Greed" feel petty?

McCreadie learns the hard way that some things can't be bought; the catharsis of that particular lesson amounts to its own kind of entertainment, less outright uproarious than satisfying.

The super-rich have been more subtly skewered, but never so juicily.

Winterbottom chucks everything up to and including the kitchen sink into this movie: sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't.

It's a wobbly but amusing film that only really raises eyebrows at the end, when it briefly behaves like a cry for global economic justice.