It seems like Darren Aronofsky is finally having fun, and for a brisk 107 minutes, so are we.

The film is brutal—filled with bad luck, questionable choices and broken bodies—but it’s also thrilling, propelled by Butler’s performance and Aronofsky’s compassion for the flawed.

A picture with such a high body count is unlikely to be boring, but this is a lazily derivative throwback that appropriates ideas and plot points from numerous other movies (think Guy Ritchie’s After Hours ). Caught Stealing indeed.

Baseball, as Yogi Berra used to say, "isn’t over until it’s over." Aronofsky seems to subscribe to that maxim: his characters never give up, even if all that awaits them is another blow, another out, another fall to the ground. [Full review in Spanish]