Hilariously dated mucho macho gangster flick remade from a Howard Hughes original. Watch it for the breathtakingly tasteless clothes, hair and interiors. Giorgio Moroder’s music is also horribly recherche like someone sticking hot knitting needles in your ears; it’s worth watching the film just to see the whole “She’s on Fire” disco sequence, with Mary Elizabeth Mastrantonio dancing like a crashed Calvin Klein dummy on coke, and Michelle Pfeiffer burnt out on too many party snorts and violent men. As for Al Pacino: hammy, woeful, ludicrous and cartoonish are some of the words that spring to mind. A caricature rather than a character.

80s Miami disco-excess at it’s best: so bad it’s brilliant.

I don’t really know why this movie is so hyped. It was just stereotypical macho stuff but I think everyone should at least watch it once.