There’s a lot going on here, so much so that a mini-series format would’ve better suited the material. As it is, so much of it hangs on that big shootout in the middle, a grand operatic gesture that feels at odds with the kitchen-sink dramas in its orbit. Stellar performances all round, yadda yadda, but I’m left wanting, and I can’t quite put my finger on it yet. (I write many of my thoughts here minutes after watching a given film, and this one is no different.)