Not many people are saying this at the moment, but let me tell you something. Brighton Rock is a great film. Yes, really.
And he could do anything, because he's a complete psychopath. Portrayed brilliantly by one of Britain's greatest actors, Pinkie is a monstrous creation. He doesn't drink, smoke or eat chocolate, emphasising his inability to take pleasure in anything, even love - although it's clear he's incapable of and disgusted by the very notion, as evinced by the slightest flaring of his nostrils or sneer of his mouth. Make no mistake, this is a performance that will be remembered for a long time.
The supporting cast can't hope to compare but acquit themselves admirably, aided by a tight script and intelligent direction. And as for the visuals, well, this could be Britain's most beautiful film noir. Every frame is a perfectly composed nightmare, with dark-dwelling horrors nestling up to brightly-lit beauty and innocence at every turn.
All in all, Brighton Rock is a work of art the British film industry should be proud of, and I urge everyone to see it as soon as possible.
Apparently there's a remake out soon but I don't know anything about that.