A hardluck hustler attempts to run after-hours party joints while dodging dirtbag cops, shyster landlords, and assorted lowlifes. Many films try to disguise the fact they were lensed in Canada. This one rubs your face in Toronto grit. Hardly perfect - the romantic subplot feels like padding - but the results are quirky and colorful. Distribution may have been limited by its casual attitude towards recreational drugs. I was reminded of DRUGSTORE COWBOY ('89), but this one has less repetition and more humor. If TRAINSPOTTING gave you a buzz, try some of this.
