A dog is blown away. Women are whacked about. Men's faces turn to mince. Toes are sledgehammered, one by one. Lots of them.
Porter is double crossed after a heist and left for dead.
He comes back, not to kill anyone, but to get paid. Bent cops want a cut. His wife's a junkie, his girlfriend's a whore. Also, he's the smallest guy on the street and when slouching over to five hoods in a car, they are supposed to feel afraid. Its scriptwriter, Brian Helgeland, was brought along to direct.