Films like this expose modern crime movies for the frauds they are. 110th Street, like all the best 70s crime films, paces perfectly, utilises excellent characterisation, and applies the violence mostly sparingly, but always bloodily. It avoids all the stomach churning self-awareness and self-obsessiveness that this genre is swamped in these days, and depicts racism in a tough, unflinching light. The final shoot-out, and poignant final shot are particular highlights of a film that is well worth your 102 minutes. Recommended if you enjoy stuff like French Connection and the Taking of Pelham 1,2,3. This one ticks all the boxes for me.