Enter
Enrique Rizzo (Dustin Hoffman, Wag the Dog),
aka, Ratso. Prime New York Scum. Ratso has his own dreams, of making it big and
then retiring to Miami. He’s just a two bit conman, and can’t really put
anything together, and he’s a bum, and a cripple. They meet and he promptly
swindles Joe Buck, but they connect later, and begin to bond as friends.
It’s
supposed to be provocative, and edgy, but, it’s really just weird, and kinda
boring. The powerful scenes, and the craziness of the lives these guys lead is
kinda gritty, but overall, it lacks. I’m gonna give this a 1, because, it’s
just not all it’s cracked up to be. We start to see the depth of character at
the end, as the boys attend an acid party, and then depart for Miami as Ratso
lays dying, but, too little too late.
This
movie is DOA, just like Rizzo, and poor Joe Buck does a good job, but, blooms
to late to make this movie worth it.
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