By Alex McPherson

As it descends further into chaos, director Darren Aronofsky’s crime thriller “Caught Stealing” becomes increasingly muddled; it’s a grimy, mean-spirited film that’s effective in spurts but remains dazed by (literal) hit-or-miss sensibilities.

Based on the book of the same name by Charlie Huston (who also wrote the screenplay), “Caught Stealing” follows 20-something Hank Thompson (Austin Butler), an aimless, alcoholic man tending bar in New York City’s Lower East Side circa 1998.

Hank grew up in a small town in California hoping to become a major league baseball player. At one point years ago, he was close to achieving that dream — but the possibility was shattered when Hank was in a drunk driving accident that resulted in a career-ending knee injury and the death of his teammate.

Cool and sociable, but remaining wracked by a past that he’s too scared to address, Hank carries on well enough in the Big Apple, finding some purpose amid the eccentric clientele of his dive bar, his friends-with-benefits relationship with EMT Yvonne (Zoë Kravitz), and his continued passion for the San Francisco Giants.

Hank’s tenuous stability is threatened by his mohawked, punk-rock neighbor Russ (Matt Smith), who entrusts Hank with caring for his feisty cat, “Bud” (Tonic the Cat), while he visits his ailing father in London. Hank confronts two unhinged Russian mobsters trying to break into Russ’s apartment, and they insist that Russ gave Hank something they want.

Hank is subsequently beaten to a pulp, losing a kidney in the process, along with any hope of peace and safety. Turns out Russ is involved in some shady business with the Russian mob and, more troublingly, the cutthroat Hasidic Drucker brothers (Liev Schreiber and Vincent D’Onofrio), who — as sympathetic but shady narcotics detective Roman (Regina King) informs him — he does not want to encounter if he wants to make it out alive.

Thus begins a blood-soaked comedy of errors with a high body count, as Hank encounters various idiosyncratic people throughout NYC who could quickly end his life.

When the stakes are tragically raised and a large sum of money comes into the picture, Hank must stand up for himself and fight for those he cares about, in a nihilistic crime thriller that also finds room to be resolutely pro-cat in between the grisly violence and frequent bursts of smugly anarchic humor.

“Caught Stealing” represents a departure from Aronofsky, who previously directed such films as “Black Swan,” “Mother!,” and, most recently, the emotionally cruel “The Whale.”

This film, on the other hand, takes a more traditionally entertaining approach, albeit not shying away from brutal beatdowns, crossfire casualties, and traumatic flashbacks.

Aronofsky maintains a tongue-in-cheek tone throughout the carnage, whisking us along to new, high-stakes scenarios as Hank fumbles his way through an increasingly convoluted story that prioritizes momentum over depth, becoming a compulsively watchable crime genre pastiche with little actual meaning.

Fortunately, the film’s ensemble and tactile stylings lift it above the story’s limitations. Butler is a near-perfect lead here, bringing a swagger belying palpable hurt that lends pathos to a character whose traumas are hammered home with obvious force.

Aronofsky and cinematographer Matthew Libatique keep the camera close to Butler, his facial expressions highlighting Hank’s “evolution” in a richer way than the screenplay affords.

Butler’s raw physicality and vulnerability suit the character well, making Hank’s repeated near-death escapes and ability to withstand gratuitous punishment easier to buy into, if only just.

Butler and Kravitz also have red-hot chemistry, particularly in the beginning when Aronofsky lets us sit with these characters for a bit before things spiral out of control. Smith gets time to shine as the perpetually disoriented, live-wire Russ, who slings a near-constant stream of obscenities and has a rather jumpy trigger finger.

Other turns from King, rapper-turned-actor Bad Bunny, and, especially Schreiber and D’Onofrio (clearly relishing their roles) help keep energy high and the film intermittently amusing through its twists and turns. 

“Caught Stealing” doesn’t have the patience to flesh out these characters organically, though; they’re fairly well-drawn but are quickly subsumed into the convoluted machinations of a plot that refuses to slow down once the first punch is thrown.

That’s not necessarily a negative — Aronofsky ensures the film always has some harsh spectacle waiting around the next corner, framed with a gnarly eye and complemented by production value that convincingly transports us back in time to the squalid city streets and dingy locales (although the setting is used more as a backdrop than a key part of the narrative). 

What the film can’t escape is a prevailing sense of pointlessness beyond in-the-moment thrills. “Caught Stealing” becomes rather generic by the end, neatly tying up its threads and rushing through a typically far-fetched climax.

For all its gruesome violence, self-satisfied humor, and sporadic moments of strange earnestness, Aronofsky’s film lacks a true “standout” element, eventually blending together and fading away once the credits roll (the credits are depicted with more eye-catching visual flair than most of the film itself).

But at least Aronofsky is trying something new, even if “Caught Stealing” is far from a clean getaway.

“Caught Stealing” is a 2025 darkly comedic action thriller directed by Darren Aronofsky and starring Austin Butler, Regina King, Zoë Kravitz, Matt Smith, Liev Schreiber, Vincent D’Onofrio, Benito Martínez Ocasio, Griffin Dunne and Carol Kane. It’s rated R for strong violent content, pervasive language, some sexuality/nudity and brief drug use, and the run time is 1 hour, 47 minutes. It opens in theatres on Aug. 29.Alex’s Grade: C+

By Lynn Venhaus

Two lethal Hasidic Jews, two Russian mobster goons, a Latino gangster and a tough-talking cop walk into a grungy East Village bar in 1998 New York City, and mayhem ensues in a fast-paced bloody treasure hunt “Caught Stealing.”

Henry “Hank” Thompson (Austin Butler), a former jock who could have had a shot in the major leagues, is now tending bar in New York City’s Lower East Side, drinking way too much and tormented by what might have been. His neighbor Russ (Matt Smith) asked him to take care of his cat while he heads home because his father had a stroke. Without warning, Hank becomes embroiled in the criminal underworld.

Inexplicably, unlucky Hank’s life becomes a living hell. Butler, with his movie star charisma,  drives the film’s energy as the former golden boy tarnished by a messy life.

Embroiled in a violent “Wrong Man” type scenario, he leads a strong ensemble cast as disparate as mohawked Matt Smith as the Brit punk neighbor, Regina King as the hardboiled detective, Liev Schreiber and Vincent D’Onofrio as machine gun-toting Hebrews with Carol Kane as their Bubbe, a grungy Griffin Dunne as grizzled bar owner Paul, and feisty Zoe Kravitz as his charming paramedic girlfriend Yvonne.

Zoe Kravitz, Austin Butler.

Butler and Kravitz click with tangible chemistry, and the cast digs into the quirky characters developed by author Charlie Huston, in his Hank Thompson mystery trilogy, who also wrote the screenplay.

Because Huston followed his 2004 “Caught Stealing” with 2005’s “Six Bad Things,” and 2006’s “A Dangerous Man,” can a sequel be far behind? (In case you are wondering, Huston is the grandson of legendary film actor and director John Huston and nephew of actors Anjelica Huston and Danny Huston.)

That’s the thing about a book adaptation. We don’t get the rich backstories of what’s going on in people’s heads – it’s up to the cast to convey, with nuance and depth, their inner lives.

Director Darren Aronofsky, leans more into the bullets flying and full-throttle chaos and less into character development as we’re quickly plunged into this darkly comedic-action thriller with a high body count —similar to “Bullet Train” three years ago.

Regina King, Austin Butler.

As a summer wild ride that knocks off pieces of “John Wick,” “After Hours” and any Quentin Tarantino -Guy Ritchie crime caper is light on original style but heavy on unpredictable, but it suffices as an easy-to-digest movie relying on cast appeal.

The humor is interspersed with gruesome killings, so the tonal whiplash shift doesn’t always work.

Aronofsky, who has helmed “The Whale,” “The Wrestler,” “Black Swan,” “Noah” and “Requiem for a Dream,” may seem like an odd fit, but he nails the scruffiness of late ‘90s NYC.

Of course, he benefits from cinematographer Matthew Libatique’s keen eye for detail in Pre-Millennium times, and winks by including some of his favorite spots like the long gone Kim’s Video.

Crackerjack editing by Andrew Weisblum, accompanied by a pulsating score from Rob Simonsen, also helps with the atmosphere. 

Matt Smith, Butler.

Haunted by his past, including a career-shattering drunk driving accident  15 years ago, that fuels Hank’s decisions and re-occurring nightmares. He deals with a reckoning through the film that is only touched on, but developed more in the books.

A California transplant who roots for his beloved San Francisco Giants and talks to his devoted mother (Laura Dern, in uncredited cameo) almost daily, Hank is likable but has issues he needs to address.

The pair of bald thugs who first roughed him up (Nikita Kukushkin and Yuri Kolokolnikov) are relentless, then they are joined by an enforcer (Bad Bunny) with a time-stamped ultimatum.

Trying to stay alive takes precedence for Hank as his loved ones are in danger, and he must see an endgame, but it doesn’t seem in sight. These plot threads keep unraveling, leading to tedium.

Liev Shreiber, Vincent D’Onofrio, Butler.

With all these colorful characters, one appreciates their contributions, but the chase becomes a labyrinth, and the film starts running out of gas.

Still, more surprises are in store. Yet, the cat named Bud is a reliable scene-stealer (Tonic, from “Pet Sematary” reboot).

“Caught Stealing” is a rough ride, depending on how you tolerate violence.

However, Butler proves himself as a certifiable leading man, Oscar nominated for “Elvis” and trying hard to show a range (“Dune,” “The Bikeriders,” and Eddington”). He is such a winning presence as Hank that you want to follow him on his journeys. They set up the ending for a sequel.

Wherever Hank and Bud go, you hope they go together. And you can sense they will be magnets for trouble. And there’s enough of a crime caper here to keep us turning in an imperfect summer throwaway.

“Caught Stealing” is a 2025 darkly comedic action thriller directed by Darren Aronofsky and starring Austin Butler, Regina King, Zoë Kravitz, Matt Smith, Liev Schreiber, Vincent D’Onofrio, Benito Martínez Ocasio, Griffin Dunne and Carol Kane. It’s rated R for strong violent content, pervasive language, some sexuality/nudity and brief drug use, and the run time is 1 hour, 47 minutes. It opens in theatres on Aug. 29. Lynn’s Grade: B-

By Lynn Venhaus

Geniuses are complicated; therefore, the life of America’s first superstar conductor and composer Leonard Bernstein is explored in an uncommon yet charismatic way in “Maestro.”

“Maestro” chronicles the complex 30-year relationship between Leonard Bernstein (Bradley Cooper) and actress Felicia Montealegre Cohn (Carey Mulligan) in an intricate portrait of art and love.

At their career-best are Bradley Cooper and Carey Mulligan who eloquently capture the passion of two people experiencing the highs and lows of an artistic life in the spotlight. They’re terrific together, and they throw themselves into these roles with a heartfelt and powerful intensity that’s mesmerizing throughout this unconventional 30-year love story.

As director, co-writer and star, Cooper masterfully conveys a larger-than-life cultural icon from his first conducting opportunity at Carnegie Hall when he was 25 to his later years after Felicia’s death in 1978. But he doesn’t gloss over his flaws, particularly as an often selfish, self-absorbed artist accustomed to attention.

The dynamic between the couple is the film’s biggest strength. And in crafting indelible portraits, they both are flawless executing the speech cadences of their characters. Mulligan, in particular, adds emotional depth to Felicia’s steely resolve and confused feelings.

Maestro. (L to R) Bradley Cooper as Leonard Bernstein (Director/Writer/Producer) and Carey Mulligan as Felicia Montealegre in Maestro. Cr. Jason McDonald/Netflix © 2023.

The movie isn’t your typical linear womb-to-tomb biopic, and Cooper made the decision to concentrate on the married couple’s mercurial yet unbreakable union that produced three children despite the tangled nature of Bernstein’s sexuality.

His open affairs with men are more implied than delved into, however, with Matt Bomer miniscule as early lover David Oppenheim and Gideon Glick as later lover Tommy Cothran. In real life, Bernstein separated from Felicia to live with Cothran, and then returned when she became terminally ill, but that’s not specifically mentioned – only surmised.

Cooper and Josh Singer, Oscar winner for “Spotlight” who worked with producer Steven Spielberg on “The Post,” focused more on the family situation, with career highlights woven into an intriguing life tapestry.

Bernstein’s zest for living was contagious, and he dreamed big. He achieved unparalleled success in music – both conducting the New York Philharmonic Orchestra and for his legendary compositions and was the first American conductor to get international acclaim.

I remember his “Young People’s Concerts” (1958-1972) on television on Sunday afternoons. He was the first conductor to share and explore classical music to a mass audience that way.

His range was vast, and he won seven Emmys, two Tonys, and 16 Grammys during his lifetime.

One drawback is that if you aren’t familiar with Bernstein’s epic body of work, you may be lost, for there are no date stamps and sometimes only a quick reference to the material. The music score features Bernstein’s most famous compositions, re-recorded for the film.

If you didn’t know about his Broadway musical theater works “On the Town” in 1944 and “West Side Story” in 1957, both choreographed by Jerome Robbins, you’ll not be further enlightened unless you do your own research, for you only hear snippets here.

His supple compositions for “West Side Story,” arguably the greatest musical theater score of all-time with lyricist Stephen Sondheim, are barely a footnote. His propulsive Oscar-nominated score for the 1954 Best Picture winner “On the Waterfront” is another masterpiece getting only a brief mention.

Some of his massive choral pieces “Candide” and “Mass” are presented in rehearsal and performance, but again, without a timeline, one may not recognize their significance. That must be frustrating to those who didn’t grow up with his music, which I did – and recognize there are gaps for a modern audience.

The film’s best scene is Bernstein vigorously conducting the London Symphony Orchestra in Mahler’s Second Symphony (“Resurrection”) performed at the Ely Cathedral in 1973. It’s an incredible show-stopper – but without knowing what or when. Still, that scene is stunning, revealing his musical virtuosity and innate theatricality for six and a half minutes – and resulted in the New York Film Festival audience bursting into thunderous applause and cheers. It was as if we witnessed Bernstein become the music.

Credit must go to conducting consultant Yannick Nézet-Séguin, whose expertise helped Cooper feel the music, and it’s thrilling. He is currently conducts the Metropolitan Opera at Lincoln Center.

The look of the film is luxe, especially the sumptuous black-and-white cinematography by Matthew Libatique that depicts a dazzling magical time for young artists in Manhattan in the ‘40s and ‘50s.

The costumes designed by Mark Bridges are also swoon-worthy, with Mulligan’s outfits not only representing Felicia’s class and grace, but also their rising fortunes. Bridges is a two-time Oscar winner for “The Artist” and “Phantom Thread,” and has a keen eye for textures and detail. The scene where Felicia wears a Chanel suit to get bad news from her doctor is a small, but memorable, character element.

Special make-up effects artist Kazu Hiro’s seamless transformation of a 48-year-old Cooper into Bernstein at different ages is stunning, with the prosthetics lifelike. He has won two previous Oscars, for “Bombshell” and “The Darkest Hour,” transforming Gary Oldman into Winston Churchill.

Production designer Kevin Thompson’s affinity for details is striking, from the concert halls to the private residences, particularly Bernstein’s’ idyllic country home in Connecticut and a lavish apartment in the historic Dakota building. Thompson’s previous work includes “Birdman or (The Unexpected Virtue of Ignorance)” and “Ad Astra.”

The sound mixing and editing is astonishing in aural quality and should be recognized with year-end awards. That level of excellence is not just reserved for big blockbuster visual effects extravaganzas.

Even by narrowing the focus, the movie still spans decades of remarkable achievements while offering a warm portrait of a comfortable family life, with the three Bernstein children surrounded by love and affection. Maya Hawke portrays eldest daughter Jamie as a teenager with questions, Sam Nivola is son Alexander and Alexa Swinton is daughter Nina.

Another key supporting performance in this tableau is Sarah Silverman as Lennie’s sister Shirley. Bernstein’s lifelong friend Aaron Copeland (Brian Klugman) doesn’t get much screen time.

The movie packs many details in its 2 hours, 9 minutes run time, and perhaps would have been clearer in a limited series, like “Fosse-Verdon.” However, a second viewing produced far more nuance and narrowed attention.

The majestic grandeur came through on a large screen, and because the scope is ambitious, I hope it is not lost on the smaller screen.

But those bravura performances will linger no matter what format.

“Maestro” is a 2023 drama, biography directed by Bradley Cooper and starring Cooper, Bradley Cooper, Carey Mulligan, Matt Bomer, Maya Hawke, Sarah Silverman, and Gideon Glick. It is rated R for language and some drug use and it’s runtime is 2 hours, 11 minutes. In select local theaters Dec. 8 (St. Louis area) and streaming on Netflix Dec. 20. Lynn’s Grade: A-