I am a big fan of the picture, because it so subtly plays with your expectations, and fails to deliver in such a spectacular fashion that the ending becomes the whole glorious point of it. Michael Caine, better than ever, is a lowlife boxing promoter who, with age and increasing paranoia, sees it fit to go out with a bang, on a level with the great Shakespearean tragedies. True to form, everyone dies around him, as he strives to find the meaning of life, the reason for all the terror that he initiated himself. In the final few pictures my heart was in my throat, I was that excited.
Go buy it, rent it, whatever - it has the makings of a great picture.