As scandalous lobbyist Jack Abramoff, Kevin Spacey opens with a funny wallop of vanity and profanity, like a bursting boil. But raffish riffs about D.C. corruption and satirical performances by Spacey, Barry Pepper, and Jon Lovitz only skim the moral and political toxins. It’s like Tom Wolfe material converted to Mad magazine, flashily directed (his final film) by the late George Hickenlooper. (2010) — David Elliott
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