De Palma’s over-the-top violence is exhilarating, because it’s true. Latin America is the playground of savage violence, funded by US dollars. Scarface brings it home.
The unforgettable scene where a crippled Montana takes revenge on Frank is particularly interesting. There, we see him deprived of one of his hands, but holding a merciless gun in the other one. The chase for the American ideal to be #1 never stops and consumes the antagonist.
In the welcomed suspenseful depiction of the NYC assassination, the anti-hero has either a vision of humanity, or complete loss of his senses. Both signs of downfall in this world. Everything was cut out for him, but is derailed by a glimpse of his own humanity.
In the closing mansion shoot-out, Tony seems to reach towards immortality, when bullets don’t seem to affect him. This temporary delusion is De Palma’s strongest warning and denouncing of society’s selfish inhumane ways. The other-worldly black angel blows away the illusion. Life after greed is a lie, exposed on film.