The opening scenes are deliriously high-key, as the blasting score and the stark lighting compete for attention along with histrionic acting. And that's the subtle part! The ending of the film, which provides the alternate title, is risibly overblown. The dialogue is awful: bricklayers are prone to spouting phrases like "The soil of a nation contradicts itself," and "Have I not eyes? Do my arms not work?" They sound like they're stuck in a bad Bibilical epic, not Depression-Era Brooklyn.