Cocaine Angel

Scrappy and defiantly deglamorized, this chronicle of a couple of long, useless days in the life of a down-and-out coke addict oozes miserable authenticity without giving you a reason to care.
An unshaven wreck who was once a middle-class husband and father, Scott (Damian Lahey, who also wrote the screenplay) wakes up in his filthy room with an infected foot. His girlfriend Mary (Kelly Forester) is nowhere to be found, and he's fired as soon as he gets to work. Scott is, after all, standing in front of his boss with one foot wrapped in toilet paper (it's too swollen to fit into a shoe) and generally looking like hell — and goes searching for Mary, after a...