This is a really enjoyable little flick that has been passed over for some reason. Anyone who enjoys the urban milieu of NYC and its attendant ethnic cultures will find much to enjoy in Pope. Its also very much an 80s flick, with great performances from its two leads, who were both at their peak during this decade. Neither of these actors have really sustained the kind of work they are capable of, and show off to great effect in Pope, which is sad, because Rourke and Roberts certainly have talent in spades. Roberts in particular gives everything he's got as Paulie, the disaster prone cousin. Rourke, always something of a matinee idol, is perhaps overly concerned with his appearance here, but at least his vanity is very much in keeping with the character's egotistical machismo. Apart from the acting, there is much else to enjoy. The plot is never dull, with plenty of genuinely tense moments, particularly during the heist. There are several memorable supporting performances, particularly from Geraldine Chaplin, who damn near steals the show as the crooked cop's mother. Finally, there's the music, Frank Sinatra among others adding to the authentic Little Italy atmosphere. Perhaps for more than any other reason, Pope works because you really give a shit about the characters and for that, all credit should go to the writer and of course, Rourke and Roberts. A truly enjoyable experience and something of a minor classic.