'The Contract' is a high concept film set over one night in London where two worlds collide when wealthy hedge fund manager, Nick Dalton, returns home to find squatters have occupied his country house. This ignites a chain of events leading to chaos he could never have foreseen happening. Nick finds himself thrown into a race against time - he'll be thrust into the world of London's criminal class that is so hellish, so fraught with danger that it will tax every fibre of Nick's being and eventually awaken the part of his soul that has grown limp. Nick is joined on his journey by Erika, a woman who has lost her memory in a violent accident and is being hunted by small-time gangsters because she has something that they want. Nick is drawn into her dilemma and her seedy, violent world. For the sake of his own life and hers, he must piece together the jigsaw puzzle of her confused mind and rescue them both from harm.
I found this a really frustrating film to watch. In general, it is the usual low-budget buffet, however, I was left feeling that it could have been good. Maybe even great.
Because if truth be told, if you manage to stick with it, every now-and-then you’ll be pleasantly rewarded with a flash of true insight, or a perfect camera angle, or the inkling of some solid acting. But alas, it quickly slides away, like a surly teenager that has dropped pizza on your kitchen floor, but can’t be arsed to clean it up.