I watched Owning Mahowny a few nights ago. I rented it mainly for Philip Seymour Hoffman, and because it was billed as a thriller.
It is hardly thrilling. It's a tedious character study of an obsessive gambler who embezzles from the bank he works for in order to support his very high stakes habit.
The problem is, the character is so emotionally shut down that you can't relate to him. There were no windows into him; it was just sort of an enactment of the obsession without any insight into character. There wasn't a glimmer or spark of a person there.
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