It's dangerous for an old man like you to get all stressed out.
Nicolas Winding Refn completed his Copenhagen-set Pusher Trilogy in 2005 with Pusher III: I'm the Angel of Death, which depicts a very hectic day in the life of aging Serbian drug lord Milo (Zlatko Buric), who has quite a lot on his plate. Not only is he catering his demanding daughter's (Marinela Dekic) 25th birthday party, but he also makes a bum deal with a gang of untrustworthy Albanians who pawn some bogus ecstasy off on him in place of the shipment of heroin he wanted and he's facing stiff competition from the new generation of pushers nipping at his heels. Meanwhile, he nips off periodically to attend Narcotics Anonymous meetings which help him to some degree, but as the day wears on and the pressures mount his resolve to stay clean weakens until he reaches the breaking point and falls off the wagon in spectacular fashion. Then it's time to call on his old henchman (Slavko Labovic), who has followed his dream and opened his own restaurant in the time since we last saw him.
As with the previous entries in the trilogy, Pusher III declines to pass judgment on its criminal protagonist and allows us to feel a certain amount of sympathy for his plight as the situation spirals out of his control. In a way, humanizing Milo is Refn's masterstroke since he seemed to be quite the all-powerful bogeyman in the first two films. (Also, it's great the way the running gag about his lousy cooking reaches its logical conclusion in this film.) Anybody who wants to see the Pusher Trilogy through to its conclusion needs to be sure they're strong of stomach, though. I don't know what Refn's other films are like, but these three prove that he's not a director who believes in pulling his punches.