Luke Robinson’s review published on Letterboxd:
The Cassavettes version works because the story is so arch and mainstream which he undercuts by telling it like his other movies: loose and unvarnished. This is the story told mostly straight, the few off key moments are the ones that come verbatim from the original.
Stone is surprisingly good, as is the new kid, but neither can compare to Gina and her boy. Lumet, who I love, also adds his touch to the script, detailing somewhat the criminal details that remained obtuse and mercurial in JC's movie, which doesn't really add much.
It's fine. A curio for fans of the original and maybe something fresh for those who haven't, but ultimately superfluous.