Film about a bent copperplod who eventually finds his conscience and starts working to bring down the even bentier peelerfuzz.
Although not bad, I was kind of expecting something more given its high regard, and as a film of its type from the era it was made. Many Yank crime films from back then have a grubby, underlit, unpleasant authenticity to them. This one, although based on a true story, has an absence of peril that gives away its TV film origins.
Not bad, but certainly a bit of a struggle at nearly three hours long.
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