I had never seen this before. (I KNOW!) It's a curious movie, beautifully shot and it's hard to imagine anyone making a movie in which the good guy takes on a bunch of cops even a few years later. Yet the end is kind of disastrous, when Stallone turns all the subtext that had been working for the movie into a rambling, borderline incoherent monologue. (Stallone has a script credit. I'd wager this part is his contribution.)

I hadn't seen this since I was too young to appreciate the subtleties of it, and the perfect casting. Briefly distracted by wondering what a modern remake called A SNAPCHAT TO THREE WIVES would be like and who would star in it.

Perfect movie for eight-year-olds who are also college students.

Kind of thought of this as second-tier Scorsese—second tier being a still pretty high perch—until this recent rewatch. When I got to the monologue I felt like I was watching pretty much a perfect movie.