A violent, dark British comedy with one of the stars of Game of Thrones? What's not to like? I thought this might be a great show along the lines of Utopia but unfortunately, it's a mess of bad writing and cliches, and feels like wasted potential.
Kim's story starts strong but quickly goes downhill. Maisie does a passable job given the material. As for the rest of the cast, the brothers barely make an impression. Jason Flemyng is quite good but doesn't really get enough screen time.In general, the antagonists are your cliche assortment of white guys, complete with corrupt cops and an actual Nazi.
It's never explained how or why Kim is an expert marksman and martial artist. At least in Hanna we had the make-believe excuse of genetic engineering and a father with elite training. In Two Weeks, we are just supposed to accept that a twenty one year old girl raised by a single mother in a rural area with limited resources has all the skills and strength to take down multiple opponents twice her size. It's a cliche that was already stale before this show was made. It's all just fantasy violence really, no more threatening than lightsabers or Harry Potters wand.
The writers get themselves into a corner during the action scenes, and then they lazily write themselves out by resurrecting multiple characters who appeared to be dead or mortally wounded, which removes any sense of danger or risk. In this film, guns are mostly harmless talismans that are stuffed in waistbands and waved around while Kim gets ready to kick your ass. The knife throwing scene with the crime boss is especially egregious in that regard, and they rely on that kind of fourth wall breaking reaction scene repeatedly, which gets old and isn't really funny. Utopia did it far better.
The twist reveal at the end is fairly obvious. And the twist also reveals a plot hole that added to my incredulity. Sian Clifford was 37 when this was filmed, which is clearly not old enough to have been a police officer on the take and also have a 5 year old daughter who is now 21. Again, bad writing ruins any attempt at engaging the audience and suspended disbelief.