A pretty amazing mid-80's crapfest.
I stumbled upon this after watching Out For Justice, the same guy that wrote that also wrote Roadhouse as well as this.
Oliver Stone has a writing credit but apparently did everything in his power to have his name removed from the credits to no avail. This is Hal Ashby's last film witch is kind of sad.
Jeff Bridges stumbling and stammering drunk, Patricia Arquette is the hooker with the heart of gold, a young Andy Garcia does his best with what he was handed as a...drug lord of some sort.
A lot of dialog is improv'd and it hurts to listen to it. The big payoff is the climactic scene in the warehouse, I still don't know what the hell happened.
It's currently on Netflix, maybe Amazon as well.