Diamonds, bare-knuckle boxing, caravans, gambling, unintelligible Irish gypsies, un-killable Russians, and dogs. Confused yet? If not, you've probably already seen Snatch, the new film from the director of Lock, Stock, and Two Smoking Barrels, Guy Ritchie.

The film even begins unusually, with a jewelry store heist involving a group of men dressed as Rabbis arguing over the content of the Bible. One of the thieves turns out to be Frankie Four-Fingers (Benicio del Toro), a thug with a high-stakes gambling problem hired by Avi (Dennis Farina), an American jeweler. Frankie's problem is that he tends to make extreme bets and lose fingers when he can't pay up. The point-of-view switches after a while of following this crew to unlicensed boxing promoters Turkish (the brains; Jason Statham) and Tommy (the sidekick; Stephen Graham) and their fighter Gorgeous George (Adam Fogerty). Turkish sends Tommy and George to a "pikey" (British/Irish gypsies) camp after a new caravan, where they meet then challenge Mickey (Brad Pitt), a bare-knuckle boxing champion and momma's boy. George gets his clock cleaned, which introduces Brick-top (Alan Ford), the dark overlord of the underground boxing world and pig farm owner; a man you don't want to mess with. After this, enter Sol (Lennie James) and Vinny (Robbie Gee), a dog, pawn shop owners and criminals for hire, and their getaway driver Tyrone (Ade) who are hired by Boris the Blade (Rade Sherbedgia), a Russian arms dealer to waylay Frankie and nab the diamond. Avi high-tails it to London after Frankie turns up missing and hires legendary gunman "Bullet Tooth" Tony (Vinnie Jones) on the advice of his cousin Doug "The Head" (Mike Reid), a Hatton Garden jeweler. Hijinks, death, and hilarity follow as all of these players chase the diamond and try to save their own lives.

The film jumps around quite a bit, following all of the characters as they pursue the diamond, bet on fights, eat squeaky toys, or just shoot at things, but still avoids confusing the audience completely. It definitely is the hardest-to-describe film I've ever seen and has no clearly defined main characters and villains, just a group of players in a plot that tend to interact quite a bit. It's a story that could only be told through film (and only by a British director). Finally, it is also the only film I've ever applauded for in the theatre.

I loved this movie, and recommend it to anyone who likes to laugh. Oddly enough, the biggest laughs don't even come from the blabber-mouthed Brad Pitt, but the ravenous pikey dog, who has a habit of stealing everything in the film, including the scene. Although it is extremely hilarious it tends to get extremely violent (which, in my opinion, was even more hilarious). It definitely gets two thumbs up in my book.