Namron thinks like a neorealist and directs like he’s the Malay Antoine Fuqua, a mixture of IQ and brawn that lends a stick-to-your-ribs high quality to what would have or else been yet another "gritty" (go through: shade-graded either cigar-ash-gray or regurgitated-kale-eco-friendly) cop drama. You never have to be a youngster murdering bastard at all, but quicker or later it will happen.