If you want to watch several careers going down the pan, try Rancid Aluminium, an incomprehensible British thriller about a dim businessman, Rhys Ifans, his corrupt accountant best friend, Joseph Fiennes, and their dealings with the Russian Mafia, Tara Fitzgerald, Steven Berkoff, and Keith Allen. All concerned should fire their agents forthwith. It makes Mad Cows or Guest House Paradiso almost palatable.
The language is foul, the playing atrocious, the plot makes no sense, and it looks cheap and nasty.

Ifans and Fiennes starred in two of last year's biggest hits. Nobody is going to turn Ifans into a romantic lead, which is what he tries to be here, so he suffers less, but Fiennes is a heart -throb in the making and need his head looked at for taking the role.
It is, of course, the actor in him. A chance to play the villain and stretch oneself.
As for Ms Fitzgerald as a Russian vamp, she is lovely but sexless, which is not what a vamp should be.

The best advice I can give is to walk on by.