No KG, no Julia Fox, no Adam Sandler. Just a disinterested glassy-eyed James Caan with a death wish.
Back in the 70s, when men used to be men, and had chest-hair they were proud to flaunt, a man with a death wish would walk into an unsafe neighborhood and goad the person with a knife into stabbing him.
These days, when men are men no more, they just walk around without masks and imagine themselves as The Gambler (1974).
"Toback had worked as an English lecturer at the City College of New York and had a gambling problem. He originally wrote The Gambler as a semi-autobiographical novel but halfway through started envisioning it as a film and turned it into a screenplay."
My favorite performance in the film was Paul Sorvino's, in the role of the concerned bookie friend.
7/10. My man's problems run deep.