Out of all the movies I've seen this year, this one has, by far, the best title.
A hitman is caught in a trap between two rival gangs. Sounds simple enough.
You know it's hardboiled when the following line:
"All that's left for me is dust, and the smell of men and gasoline"
is spoken by a woman.
Love the in-dash 2-way radios. Bond's got nothing on these guys.
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