Well shot and for the most part well acted. Unfurls under the guise of being conceptually deep, yet is purely tangled and convoluted, resulting in wholly pretentious drivel. The denouement is particularly cheap.
Provides a couple of moments that are truly frightening.
Well, looks like someone really wants to be another Quentin T. Even though it has it's weak spots, this one is quite an impressive endeavor. Makes some stupendously dull and inadequate actors actually digestible.
Am dazzled by the gifted Cynthia Erivo. Serves as a sample of the superb talent of Jeff Bridges, poetically understated, yet heartfelt and sharp.
The quintessential near-faultless noir on a shoestring budget.
Allen Baron has the perfect looks for the role; two parts De Niro, one part Lino Ventura, with a twist of George C. Scott.
Stinging shots of New York City scattered throughout. Stark and searing narration with smooth and immaculate writing by the legendary Waldo Salt.
A film of bleak desperation and anguished loneliness.