He was tough before it was fashionable, slick before it was cool, and dancing before anyone expected a gangster to glide. George Raft didn’t just *play* gangsters—he *knew* them. On screen, he was the smooth-talking wise guy with a coin to flip and a bullet to dodge. Off screen, he was the guy who could get you into the hottest club or out of a jam—depending on which mobster owed him a favor.