One cannot but think that this is a film which in itself justifies its title given the old adage that success is everyman's child, but failure is an orphan. The plot is simple enough - a young boy kills two degenerates and years later, the young boy, now a New York cop assigned to the precinct in which he grew up and committed the killings, is faced with retribution from someone. The problem is that the storyline is convoluted in the extreme, the dialogue dull, and occasionally unintelligible, and the acting mediocre. I really fail to understand how actors of the calibre of Al Pacino and Ray Liotta could lend their names to such a travesty as I'm sure they couldn't have needed the money that badly. I made my usual mistake of watching it through to the end in the hope that it would get better, but of course it didn't. My copy of the DVD is destined for the local charity shop.