Grew up and lived in West New York, NJ, and bought this DVD in hopes of finding a pretty good film with personal historical references for me. Not so. Seems they filmed from Weehawken (not West New York), showing the pre-9/11 NY skyline, but that was the high point.
I'm sorry, but the acting, aside from Vincent Pastore, was wooden or unconvincing. The dialogue is rife with the usual "F" expletives, the relationships are all over-wrought, the plot circuitous and irrational, the characters inconsistent ( what's with Frank Vincent cowering, his hands held up in acquiescence as 2 light weight thugs try to scare him? Wasn't this guy an ex-cop?) The "spirituality" of the guitar playing customer is insubstantial and seems more based in the man's past drug abuse than supernatural insight ("be careful!") OMG this is a real stinker!
Moment to remain agog at: the fight scene with Brian Burke and the 4-ton Italian mobster/gorilla is nuts, with a death match ensuing a "don't you touch me," ' "Oh yeah?!" quarrel. Gimmee a Break! As we Jersey-ans say, "fuh-gedd-aboud-dit!" Stick with "Union City," one town south of West New York. At least you get Debbie Harry! Or get down to the Jersey shore with "Atlantic City," as interpretted by Louis Malle.
Ah'm oudda hee-ah. See yuh.