This gets an extra half star because the Davie Qllan soundtrack is cool.

We should all strive to be like Yusuke Godai.

This man fired a shotgun in his Manhattan apartment, gave a sip of wine to his infant daughter, smoked a pipe the whole time, then got evicted at the end and yelled, "I hope the communists blow you up," at the people who were throwing him out.

He was a genius. Please listen to Mingus Ah Um, Blues & Roots, The Black Saint and the Sinner Lady, Mingus Mingus Mingus Mingus Mingus, Let My Children Hear Music, and Epitaph, all in that order if you want to know how brilliant this man was.

The amount of hate this movie gets is a bit weird to me? Yes, act two feels like its missing 15-20 minutes of development for Liv Tyler's character, and the third act is very cliché, but I don't know. This movie works for me.