People living lives in which their shyt gets kicked in every few days and this behaviour nevers gives them the courage or compunction to fight back?
One little rag tag group of 'ghetto yute man' decided they had enough and they run up in the established places after lord knows how long and start vandalizing shyt?
Even at the end where they finally case in a few cops, didn't nobody throw a fridge down or a vat of boiling acid at the same group of people that been running through their abode, indiscriminately killing and capturing their loved ones and breaking up whatever they had going.
Watching this movie is like watching someone fumble an expensive bottle of wine for over a minute, like you want them to catch it, but they keep losing their grasp after seemingly securing it to the point you just waiting for the ordeal to end, come bottle smash or grab.
Don't even get me started on what the fukk happened to the head honcho of the Kitchen. How everybody got stronger doors than you, bruv?