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Back in Brooklyn in 1958 an all out gang war
ensued and the Deuce's were a tough group of guys. When a leader of the gang
dies years earlier, his deal is jailed. Years later (1958), he is out and is
ready to take vengeance upon two brothers Leon (Stephen Dorff Blade,
The Gate) and Bobby (Brad Renfro The Client, Bully); leaders of
the Deuces. But they won't go down without a fight. I haven't seen an honest to goodness gangster movie since the
nineties when "The Wanderers" first came out. The movie features and all-star
cast as the aforementioned above along with Fairuza Balk (The Craft),
Drea de Matteo (The Sopranos), and Matt Dillon (The Outsiders) as
the gang kingpin. I love the entire atmosphere as we get to see a truly sleek
and visual story dealing with an all ensuing war between these gangs.
Unfortunately, as sleek and visual as this
movie is, it's not one of the best gangster movies I've seen; It's possibly the
worst. We get a nonsensical, clichéd movie with a contrived plot and go-nowhere
characters. First off, the cast, though big, is pretty useless. We have a paper
thin love story between Renfro and Balk that is very reminiscent of "Romeo &
Juliet" yet comes off as forced and seems too much like a plot device. There's
also a major waste of talent including Matt Dillon who is very powerful as the
kingpin of the gangs yet barely does anything except scowl, complain and appear
on occasion, Vincent Pastore (The Sopranos) plays the neighborhood
priest, father Aldo who urges the two brothers not to adhere to the temptations
of war, yet, once again, he is barely featured throughout the entire movie and
never truly plays a pivotal role in the plot development. Last but not least, we
have Frankie Muniz (Malcolm in the Middle) who is unbearable as Scooch,
the wannabe gang member who hangs around the "Deuces" panting and kissing their
butts. He is also a typically useless character and doesn't do much to help the
story move along. Most of all, we get a cliché upon cliché upon cliché like
stickball, debating about the Dodgers (or as they say it: Dodgas), and most of
all poorly choreographed fights between rival gangs. We get terrible Brooklyn
accents throughout the movie, mostly by Renfro who is as believable as a
Brooklyn boy as Robert Redford is as Malcolm X.
In the end all we have here is a clunker of a movie which is nothing more than a
waste of time, money, and prime acting talent. Wanna see good gangster movies?
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