This movie tries so hard to pass Portland off as "the Downeast" and fails so miserably that I can't help but laugh. It also seems to think that smuggling and selling heroin is some kind of big mafia-run operation along the coast when in reality that kind of stuff usually either comes across the border from Canada via air drops or up I-95 from points south (mostly Massachusetts and New York). Heroin isn't even that big in the Downeast, they're way more into pills and crystal meth out that way. This movie basically muddles up Lewiston, Bangor, Portland, the concept of lobstermen, and The Departed into some flatlander's idiotic idea of "the Downeast." Also the only actor who can pull off a Maine accent is Kirk Fox, and he's from California.
