Aaah, the United Kingdom. Home of football hooligans, happy slapping and indeed daisy chaining! If you are yet to hear of the latter then you should be chuffed to be living in a society that has some sort of control over its youth. Few British films in recent times have had the giblets to portray Britain as it is: preferring to revel in a cinematic bubble of Richard Curtis productions or Guy Richie clones. The Great Ecstasy of Robert Carmichael is about to change that… Welcome to the jungle....