Review: Solitary Man

Michael Douglas’s star turn in the sour dramedy Solitary Man heralds the return of that era’s skeeviest big-screen persona.

Review: Nobel Son

The film operates under the wretchedly false assumption that it can cover up its derivativeness with flashy sound and fury.

Review: Even Money

Producer Bob Yari returns to the Crash well with Even Money and comes up with a turgid PSA about the dangers of gambling.

Review: Be Cool

This bumbling exercise in redundant replication is as disagreeably lukewarm as a heavily trafficked municipal baby pool.