“I developed a weird, contrarian’s affection for the ugliness of this movie. Hardy could so easily be a heartthrob but instead he’s a Mickey Rourke waiting to happen, and in Capone he’s finally found a role that allows him to bleat incoherently like an addled Popeye the Sailor Man while noisily shitting his pants onscreen not once, but twice.” – North Shore Movies, 05/15/2020