This one seems pretty simple; a day on the job, a trial, the rite of passage to earn the badge and become an experienced narcotics officer... at least... that's what rookie cop Jake Hoyt initially expects. Antoine Fuqua's L.A. crime thriller explores the blurred lines of street justice and the blue line amongst the concrete jungle. Jake is taken under the wing of narcotics officer veteran Alonzo Harris who bombards him with moral dilemmas and peer pressure to test his metal. This is until Jake realises that Alonzo is well beyond his fall from grace and is very much a force of nature in the criminal underworld - best intentions soured by twisted methods. Alonzo is a lesser evil who gets top results and at the end of the day, isn't it results that are required to make a difference? This is where Jake's rite of passage splits. He can choose to earn the respect of his peers and commit himself to getting the job done no matter how morally and legally questionable his methods are, or he can believe that there is a line, a black and white code that an officer of the law must never cross in order to be the best that he can be - the path of the righteous man.
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