Stand Up Guys looks like a very easy movie to dismiss: Space Cowboys meets Bucket List meets “The Sopranos,” or something. It stars Al Pacino as a guy who just got out of prison and gets the old gang back together for one last hurrah before his best friend, Christopher Walken, has to take him out, per orders from the mob. Pacino knows it, Walken doesn’t want to do it, and suddenly, there’s a film with the pallor of death and a sense of urgency hanging over it.
If Walken shoots him in the end, I give the film — directed by Fisher Stevens — a shot. If they hatch a plan to take out the mob boss, well, maybe not so much. I’m sure it will veer toward the feel good, rather than the heavy, but after so many bad Pacino and Walken movies, is it preposterous of me to hope that there’s one decent one left in them? They’re getting on up there; I’d hate for Pacino’s legacy to be 88 Minutes, and Walken’s to be Country Bears. They’re such phenomenal actors, and I hate the fact that younger generations may never know that.