Fakers follows the predictable misadventures of a small time crook, who needs to come up with 50,000 big ones by the end of the week, "or they're gonna kill me." He draws his friends into a scheme that involves making multiple copies of the last painting of a passionate Italian artist.

A tissue paper thin comedy crime caper, it feels like a million movies I've seen before and not really enjoyed. It starts quite promisingly, but quickly descends into a mire of clichés and plot holes. I found the charming rogue lead character intensely annoying, which didn't aid my enjoyment. In fact, none of the characters are particularly engaging, apart from a smouldering Art Malik, who gives the film a bit of depth, if only by a couple of centimetres.

Fakers is in the tradition of the chirpy, cheerful, action packed comedy thriller, not unlike Shooting Fish from the late Nineties, only it doesn't have the warmth and sense of fun to pull it off. At least it zips along at a pleasing pace, and while I clearly didn't enjoy it, I'm sure others might, despite being better suited for television.