Well at least Phil Collins got a few hits from this, but otherwise it's a really lacklustre and meandering telling of a story that rocked Britain in 1963. He (the eponymous Edwards) and his pals come up with a dastardly scheme to stop Her Majesty's Royal Mail train just after a bank holiday and relieve it of some £2.5 millions in cash. He's not really a nasty man, just a petty larcenist who tries to support his collusive wife (Julie Walters) and his daughter. With another child on the way, though, he needs to up his game and so devises this plan which goes off remarkably smoothly. As ever…