Very probably the most clear-sighted movie ever made about the ways that shopfloor workers get fucked over by 'the system'. Three guys (two black, one Polack) work on the production line in a Detroit automobile factory. One day they figure their union does them no more favours than their bosses. They pull a clumsy robbery at union HQ, and get no more than some suspicious documents that point to union links with organised crime. Suddenly they're out of their league: violence, paranoia, rivalry and recrimination erupt around them. This movie was directed and co-written by a theology graduate.