“He who digs a man’s grave, will fall in himself.”
For once, Jimmy Cagney is punished for trying to prevent anarchy. A man aspiring to be a beacon for a severed community, carrying an intimidating empathy that drives his every action.
The capability of a violent land, Old San Francisco, dominating its individual inhabitants. Men are so lackadaisically thrown in the gutter and discarded that Cagney’s purpose is to establish order and eradicate evil. Yet, what ultimately dooms him and his society is the common misunderstandings of men, the fear of the Other from a different side of town.
The path of justice obstructed by the anarchic anxiety of vigilantes. The dichotomous struggle of San Francisco in the late 1800s is sadly relevant today in our still-divided country.