the script be so so laughable . this in turn and make the actor line sound stiff and unrealistic and not to be believe . there repetition of phrase my sweet little god daughter and minor variation of that line which come to mind . and it just sloppy soap opera dialog . bad yet and the music be so wrong . plus and the main bluesy theme be horribly quaint and entirely wrong for this . and it feel overuse mostly because the instrumentation and texture and arrangement of this theme never change and even when the scene emotional context do . subsequently and whenever it appear and it stick out like a sore thumb a the main transition from one scene to another . the music corny and and it a if the writer be write music for a soap or a sitcom a low budget 80 canadian sitcom at that and this make it feel a if be always on the brink of throw to a commercial . this be so miscast and there a lot of overact and it a real stretch that so many of these character be employ only one type of ny accent a thick bronx accent . i do not know if it a question of the actor limit capacity in only know one ny accent or whether it a question of the director ability to notice such an glaring anomaly . in the end and it the amateur script with it leaden line which make this entire movie . blow . when any foundation be shaky and unstable and it impossible to build upon it without it flaw reveal themselves in exponentially more damaging and unflattering way .