An abysmal mess of a film that bears only a slight passing resemblance to the bloodied, dessicated corpse of the Die Hard franchise. Just terrible.

A cocaine-laced shotgun blast to the face.

Totally implausible. An iPod would NOT stay charged that long.

Expertly directed. Superbly acted. Shame pulls no punches in dealing with addiction and obsession, and is all the better for it. Highly recommended, not as entertainment, but as art. Brilliant.