Directed by Tiller Russell. Starring Michael Dowd, Ken Eurell, Walter Yurkiw, Chickie, Dori Eurell.
THE PLOT: It’s New York, 1982, broken glass, everywhere, people pissing on the stairs, and it would seem that quite a few New York cops just don’t care. Especially those working the five-mile square that was the Seven Five precinct. Where most see poverty, depravation and despair, those with an eye for a killing – both literally and metaphorically – see dollar signs. None moreso than NYPD officer Michael Dowd, a cop just about as corrupt as they come.
We first see Michael Dowd as he testifies before a commission investigating police corruption, shortly after he was busted in 1992. Down casually reveals the grisly details behind his ten years of living off the fat of drug-dealing, embezzlement, burglaries, extortion, and anything else that might bring in an extra few hundred dollars here and there. Having begun serving in East Brooklyn’s 75th precinct in 1982, Dowd quickly singled himself out as fearless when it came to abusing his power as a New York cop, his crooked ways helped by the fact that crime in New York at that time was rampant. It all began with a €200 traffic violation bribe, and it didn’t take long before Dowd and his initially reluctant partner-in-crime-promotion Kenny Eurell were working directly for drug lord Adam Diaz, offering the latter not only protection but helping him squeeze out the competition too.
As we work our way through that decade of crime and the inevitable drug-fuelled downfall, both Dowd and Eurell look back on their incredible rise and their inevitable fall…
THE VERDICT: Try to imagine GOODFELLAS’ Henry Hill having spent his life working for the New York Police Department, and you’ll get some idea of what The Seven Five is all about.
Michael Dowd was dubbed “the most corrupt cop ever”, and just like Hill, today, the guy sports a wry smile, being pretty damn proud of his dark and dirty past. You can see why the camera loves the guy though, Hollywood having long fed us great stories of power and corruption amongst the criminal fraternity. And Dowd’s story is pure Hollywood, the kind of wacks-and-all true-life tale that could win any half-decent actor an Oscar.
Director Tiller Russell keeps it simple, interviewing many of the key players as this remarkable story unfolds, much of the latter-half of Dowd’s crime spree playing like Henry Hill’s last day as a free man – the seemingly mundane details of these increasingly dirty deeds slowly giving way to that wave of paranoia and encroaching judgement. Thrilling and chilling, PRECINCT SEVEN FIVE would give Martin Scorsese a major hard-on.
Review by Paul Byrne

Precinct Seven Five
Review by Brogen Hayes
5.0Thrilling and chilling
  • filmbuff2011

    A strong candidate for best documentary of the year so far, Precinct Seven Five is a riveting, no-holds-barred expose of police corruption and illicit crime in New York’s 75th Precinct in Brooklyn. The story starts in 1982, at a time when New York was a crime-infested, drug-ridden cesspit, as depicted recently in the superb A Most Violent Year. This was over a decade before Mayor Rudy Giuliani decided to clean up the city. Rookie American-Irish cop Michael Dowd was making a living on the mean streets, collecting a basic $612 a week while supporting a family. Ethics classes didn’t mean much to him. So, when the opportunity was offered for him to make some more money off a drugs bust, he took it. And then he kept taking it – more and more and more. He didn’t know when to stop – or even where to stop. His fellow cop and partner Kenny Yourell got in on the act as well, though not to the extent of Dowd. They kept a low profile, knowing that a major investigation into police corruption in the 77th Precinct had just gone down. But that’s only the tip of the iceberg. For Dowd then begins a working relationship with shady drug dealers, tipping them off about upcoming drug busts and receiving payouts in return. How long could Dowd keep it up? Tiller Russell’s documentary has two really great things going for it: a fascinating backstory that is still recent enough to make it feel frighteningly relevant; and excellent interviewees who don’t hold back about their crimes and deliver funny, foul-mouthed and frankly jaw-dropping testimony. This is a story so good that you just couldn’t make it up. Dowd was perhaps the dirtiest cop of his time, unashamedly taking money from his supposed adversaries and allowing drugs to flood the New York streets, killing people in return. How much blood is on his hands? A lot, it seems. His story is a fascinating one and Dowd is honest about his behaviour. By the end, he admits that he just wanted to be a good cop. But the truth is that he was a criminal in a police uniform who disrespected the badge and the oath he swore. He was a bad guy for sure, but there’s worse out there. Russell builds up the story gradually, but it grips right from the beginning. The sense of constant danger throughout the story is very real. If you want to know what life was like on the beat in 80s New York, then it doesn’t get much better than this. Russell’s interviewees, Dowd and Yourell in particular, speak directly from the street, rather than some manufactured, nostalgic past. Precinct Seven Five is simply a must-see film. ****