Not the worst movie of 2010, but certainly a massive let down after all of the expectations I held for this.The makers passed by a wonderful opportunity to play out the remarkable life of Howard Marks - AKA Mr. Nice...AKA..... They failed miserably.I even wonder if they actually bothered to even read his book (Entitled Mr. Nice - If you haven't read it, do yourself a favour and pick up a copy and you will realize what I mean about the shortcomings of the movie) They let all of the best and most interesting parts of the story out, most of it was missed! Even if the movie had been 4 hours long, it would never needed to have been boring, they skipped over all of the hilarious irony, the House of Lords Lord Dining with the IRA Terrorist, the bar crawls with the dwarfs in the Philippines, shame on them, they really had no idea how to put this book into a movie. I am sadly unable to give this any more than a 3, it really deserves a lot less given the narrative was already available from Howard Marks in the original book. They simply had no idea of what made an interesting biography.With a bit of luck, someone may have another REAL attempt, the material is there for an amazing movie from an amazing life, all of it skipped over by the incompetent fools that made this rubbish.

having read the book a few times and being a big fan of Howard Marks, i had some enthusiastic anticipation for this movie.... but how disheartened i was when the end credits rolled. too much has been omitted or briefly skimmed over, and characters reduced to footnotes. in the book, McCann was a sinister yet comical recurring character, but in the film is just a slightly ridiculous caricature. i did enjoy Thewlis' performance, but the script itself is the problem.one the plus side, Ifans makes a fine Marks, resembling the man to a remarkable degree, and is reasonably charming in the role. but, once again, the script lets the film down. the bookend scenes are nice, probably the best bits, but as they are roughly a minute or so long, that doesn't really add up to a 'good movie'.overall, pretty weak and unimpressive.READ THE BOOK PEOPLE!

A common problem with biographical films about notorious con-men (or marijuana drug dealers) is whether to show them as sympathetic, or ruthless—as they usually are. The problem with "Mr. Nice" and Howard Marks (Rhys Ifans) is that there wasn't enough meaningful scenes showing us who Howard Marks was at all. For those like me, who didn't know who he was before the film, this is a really big problem.Rhys Ifans is very good at mumbling and speaking rather unintelligibly but making it humorous, entertaining, and somehow understandable. This would be a much more positive trait if the voice of his character wasn't supposed to be as important as it seemingly was. Although I still don't know who he was so I can't say if Howard Marks was an important voice to society or not.It was certainly more artistic and thoughtful than most marijuana movies are, but much less artistic and thoughtful than the best character studies. Again, this is a pretty big problem—if you're expecting more than just a marijuana movie, which I was. I wanted to be educated, while entertained, about this supposedly important person, but I was not.

Mr Nice - I read the book and went in knowing the film was not going to be as good as the book. So it was no surprise it was not. But unlike some other adaptations, it was horribly below the quality of the book.We should have experienced all manor of emotions, but instead I was left feeling all manor of disappointment. I am a fan of Rhys Ifans and also Howard Marks. But even with fond feelings of these people I could not help be feel let down.READ THE BOOK - Skip the film and read the book. I don't read much, only a few books in my 30+ years but this was one that grabbed me. The film, should have and could have grabbed me, but it knocked me into a stoned submission of comatose.I nearly walked out, they tried to cram too much in and while many normally complain adaptations supply not enough, or it did not follow the book in true form, for this it was the opposite. They tried too much and in an effort, it was all done too fast. It is hard to keep up. If I had not read the book, I would not have known what was going o, how, where, who or when.We go from the brilliantly cast Rhys Ifans to the damn right confused and outrageous bad placement of Omid Djalili, a rather weak stereotype.This could have been a deep flavoured and full bodied red wine. Instead it was a weakened squash that is so diluted it tastes like slightly sugared water with a funny colour. Shot beautifully capturing the different times with the technology of filming from that time. But let down far too much by the speed of story, the empty and incomplete endings to all the strings started but so few meeting at the beginning, middle or end it made me feel angry.