You have to grudgingly admire the chutzpah of a film which names a villainous corporation Harriburton in ironic tribute to the shady multinational with ties to ex-US vice president Dick Cheney.

However, Halliburton – the US global corporation criminally investigated for getting preferential treatment for Iraq tenders  – is a seemingly far nastier proposition than the redevelopers of a Parisian ghetto.

After all, Harriburton just wants to turf out the anti-social scum, take out five or so festering tower blocks with laser-guided jet fighters and build some nice middle class haven which will – Shirley Porter-style - vote the president back in.

When you’ve stopped chortling at the sheer impertinence of it, this sequel emerges as a pretty conventional re-run of the original, boasting impressive stunt fights.

David Belle and Cyril Rafaelli return as the ethical ghetto kid and honourable cop who do battle with the grasping wrong ‘uns as they cross city rooftops at a fast sprint.

There’s some ingenuity at play – particularly when Raffaelli drags up as a nightclub hostess only to spring a rather nasty surprise on a queue of gangsters waiting to strike a deal.

Tim Evans