Bloody Nose, Empty Pockets

...the sense of the watering hole as a haven for lost souls – not to mention the threat of gentrification to civic space – couldn’t be more vérité.

This is a fascinating slice of Americana which reminded me of 70s movie-making...

It’s a masterpiece.

...both an important cultural document about American leisure time, and a treatise on the authenticity of any recorded image.

Bill and Turner Ross’s improvised drama, set in a rumpled bar, is a peculiar mix of the real, the fake and the thoroughly whisky-sodden.

It’s a film comprised of snapshots, glimpses from a hazy evening. But the Ross Brothers understand that these are the moments that paint people in their best, most unguarded light.