The biggest drawback of the film was simple: many of the characters in this film are hyper-exaggerated to the point where you can't take them seriously.

For example, Brendan Fraser, despite being a Hollywood icon with some seriously wonderful films under his belt, was maddening in this. His character had a cartoonish, over-the-top, somewhat childish behavior scheme that just wasn't believable.

I blame this misstep on the man setting the film's tone, director Max Barbakow. This was a massive step backwards from his most recent film "Palm Springs" which was quite enjoyable.

The relationship between Brolin and Dinklage, our titular "brothers," felt forced and, at times, dull throughout the film. Their arguments felt scripted, which is the exact opposite of what you want to feel in a film. I was never invested in their familial development because the writing never evoked those feelings with the audience. In short, the lackluster writing was only exacerbated by the sluggish on-screen chemistry.

It might be worth the watch if you've run through the many streaming catalogs available but shouldn't be at the top of your to-do list.

4/10.

The idea was there. White trash kids grow up and go after mom's last big score. Great cast, though Josh Brolin is miscast here. It's the script. Some scenes are brilliant, some just look like they pulled them off the editing floor. Great opening scene, with a child who not only looks like young Peter Dinklage but has scene presence. Marisa Tomei is missing from the credits in IMDb, that may have been her choice. Dinklage almost rises above the script, and Brendan Frazier and Glenn Close are fun, particularly Close. A bit of comic implausibility in the mall scene. This is T. Emmett Walsh's last movie, and his last scene with Brolin is solid. At the end I wondered what a good script doctor could do with it.