I've outgrown Burr's both-side-isms and purposefully ignorant style. But there's still some good bits I can relate to in this. Mainly in the middle when he gets more introspective and puts the "old man yelling at the changing world" routine on the sideline for a little while.
I'd heard that one of my favorites of recent years, Mississippi Grind, was very much inspired by this movie. And I totally see it. The central duo in each film follow similar paths. And I think the two films would make for a fun double feature sometime.
That aside, this is an entertaining and well-crafted film about people just being a hot mess and maybe having fun along the way. That intrigues me, which may be why I love gambling…
This was my favorite Sandler performance until Uncut Gems, and even then, it’s fucking neck and neck.
Charlie Fineman is the character we all need to learn to empathize with, but none of us want to. He has suffered greatly at the hands of America’s worst tragedy of the 21st Century. He has severe PTSD, and needs all the love, support and help he can get.
And Johnson needed Fineman as well. These two characters absolutely NEEDED each other. One…
Felt like a low-stakes, Texas flavored Uncut Gems. A lead character whose schemes always seem to be compounding. Lots of people talking over each other in really tense scenes.
There are several very funny moments. One towards the end that had me about dying. All I’ll say is it was a very committed performance. I didn’t wanna like this guy. He’s just a loser and a creep, but in Rex’s hands it worked.