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After decades on the job, burned out NYPD detective Frank Keller (Al Pacino) finds himself divorced, depressed—and almost always drunk.
But just as Keller’s considering retirement, a new case floats downstream. A wealthy bachelor is found dead: murdered in his own bedroom.
A few days later, another body is discovered, and the similarities are impossible to ignore.
Both men were shot in the head. Both men were found completely nude. Both men placed ads in the newspaper’s personals section.
How does Frank Keller plan on catching New York City’s latest killer?
He’s going to take her out for dinner....
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A charismatic stranger rolls into a sleepy Texas town and talks his way into a job selling cars.
Harry Maddox doesn't plan on sticking around, but three things change his mind: a buxom young secretary; his boss's openly promiscuous wife; and a poorly secured bank, managed by a bumbling fool.
But Maddox finds his limit.
His bank heist goes sideways. His boss suffers a suspicious heart attack and dies. His love triangle turns out to be a square.
City Streets’ status as an Early Noir Film comes down to more than just aesthetics. Its first half tells a story that could absolutely hold its own with those released fifteen years later.
The Kid doesn’t join the mob because he covets wealth or power. He’s duped into the decision on account of his concern for Nan, as well as his belief that she prefers to marry someone rich...
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