Vanilla noir. Grandpa Justin Timberlake stars as a hustling college student who rakes in kickbacks by steering fellow Princetonians to gambling websites. A trip to Costa Rica to voice an in-person complaint to a crooked tycoon, Ben Affleck, lands him a job. A vengeful cop (Anthony Mackie) soon intervenes, forcing JT to work both sides of the street. Ransoming off Timberlake’s rummy dad - always great to see John Heard, but did it have to be here? - in exchange for his son’s silence plus the stench of familiarity generated the first of many glances at my watch, somewhere around the 40 minute point. Ravishing Gemma Arterton continues her portrayal of a Bond Girl, while Affleck’s shipshape profligate simply isn’t bad enough. Director Brad Furman (The Lincoln Lawyer) makes promises he has no intention of keeping. If you see a swamp filled with crocodiles in reel two, they had damn well better dine on bit player in reel five. (2013) — Scott Marks
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