Little White Lies magazine

Here’s one for the whoop ‘n’ holler lads’ mag crowd. Billy Corben’s swooning documentary is a kinetic account of the mid-’80s cocaine wars that saw Miami bathed in blood. He interviews just about everybody who survived, guys like hitman Jorge ‘Rivi’ Ayala, who talks calmly from a prison cell about shooting men, women and children for mentalist Columbian boss lady Imelda Blanco. It’s a great story, but it’s also a familiar one, and after the umpteenth footage of a bullet-riddled body, Corben’s sensationalism begins to look more than a little tawdry. The ropey graphics and sub-Scarface synth music simply add to the feeling that you’re getting a low budget experience.