Remember in NYC in 1994 when hip hop was real and weed was sticky fresh? And you would just spend all summer blazing trees and listening to Tribe with the guy from Sexy Beast, talking about your problems and thinking about nailing his step daughter but at the end of the day you were really just depressed? Doesn’t ring a bell? Then watch this movie. It’s good. PS, fuck Giuliani.
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Studio: Sony Pictures Classics