On the few occasions when I came across other people at the Twenty Two, I felt cheated, as if I had looked out of the window at home and discovered a gang of kids passing a bottle back and forth on our lawn.

NEWYORKER: Something Like Happy

Early on, the picture offers some fine, flowing scenes of the gang tearing down the street with all the zip and glee of Truffaut kids, and loping and shoving, angular and energetic, across the basketball court.

NEWYORKER: The Basketball Diaries

When his best friend is killed by the gang, he gears up and goes on a rampage, killing drug dealers and some of the kids.

NEWYORKER: Harry Brown