After a brisk, bare-knuckled first act, all neon lights and mesmerizing slow-mo, the second act drags into feminist sermonising

To delve into the details would be a waste of time – the film is far more engaging when all semblance of narrative is thrown out the window

Ramos is the beating heart of the film, the dreamer who tries to run away from hardship, but secretly loves the challenge of his surroundings.

The opener is a shot of adrenaline, the first course in a 12-course-meal of death, destruction, and deliciously gruesome gore

At the heart of the dadsploitation genre is the affection between a father and his offspring

The breathtaking visual style mixes 2D and 3D animation, doodles, and photo-realistic robots

The camera is his mirror, a reflection of where he is at any given moment

The plot seems like a Greatest Hits parade rather than a feature film

While other documentaries about Biggie have chronicled his glory days, what’s refreshing about this one is the way it explores his modest, humble beginnings

“A badge is scarier than a gun”