The older I get the more I relate to Al Pacino in Scarface. How can I NOT sympathize with an angry ethnic manlet who doesn’t want to be a wagecuck and just wants to do coke and be high all day with a bunch of fun Latino friends and a blonde bimbo spouse in a giant mansion in Miami while swearing 24/7, shooting up nightclubs and having junkie temper tantrums like a violent infant?