“I like you, kid. You’re in over your head, and you’re scared, and yet you look death in the eye without blinking. It’s admirable, but it won’t save you. It won’t save your partner. And it won’t save your new pal.”
Violet and Daisy are a pair of gum-chomping, gun-toting teenage assassins who casually snuff out crime figures in New York City, bothered only by the fact that a concert by their favorite pop idol Barbie Sunday has suddenly been canceled. Determined to raise cash for some Barbie Sunday dresses, the duo takes on a new hit, only to discover a kind of reckoning in the form of sad-sack shut-in who is dying alone in his apartment of terminal cancer. He persuades the duo to kill him out of mercy, prompting an odyssey of self-examination that catapults the junior enforcers into a world beyond Barbie Sunday and bullets for pay.
My thoughts; Ugh. For some reason this movie made me cry A LOT. Probably because you know how it’s gonna end right from the first 20 minutes in, and you keep hoping and hoping that it won’t end that way, but it’s useless. And it doesn’t help that it was such an emotional role from the recently deceased James Gandolfini that made it even more heart-wrecking.