By Chris Nashawaty
Updated May 11, 2015 at 08:49 PM EDT

Tiller Russell’s The Seven Five is exactly the kind of movie America’s police forces don’t need right now, but it’s the most enthralling, unbelievable documentary I’ve seen all year. A time capsule of the crack-slinging crime-and-no-punishment era of New York in the ’80s, the film chronicles the rise and fall of the city’s dirtiest, crookedest cop, Michael Dowd. Operating out of the Wild West 75th Precinct in Brooklyn, Dowd was essentially a mobster with a badge—a loose-cannon Joe Pesci character come to life (he looks and sounds like the GoodFella, too). Dowd was so neck-deep in corruption, he still thought he was invincible after finally getting busted. Even now, more than 20 years later, his apologies can’t disguise the wiseguy thrill he gets reliving his exploits. A