That could be a reason why I find myself so heavily invested in films like Mississippi Grind. Earlier this year I was equally transfixed by Rupert Wyatt’s The Gambler, another picture dealing with man’s inability of knowing when to fold.
Or perhaps that is what I like about these films. Of all the follies and vices of our kind, gambling is the easiest one to show on screen. After all, everybody understands that when a character has won money at a table, and needs said money to pay off debts before they come and break his legs, that character should quit. But then the character does not. It is infuriating in a way that say, a character refusing to quit drinking is not, because everything you need to know is right there on the surface.