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“THE IRON CLAW” My rating: B+ (In theaters)

132 minutes | MPAA rating: R

Less a wrestling movie than a Greek tragedy in Spandex, “The Iron Claw” is based on the real story of the Von Erich brothers, a family of professional grapplers who came to prominence in the 1980s.

Writer/director Sean Durkin is way less interested in the ring action (although there’s plenty of it nicely staged) than in presenting a portrait of family dysfunction so complete that the first thing we hear in the voiceover narration is that the clan is cursed.

Literally.

Our main  protagonist is Kevin Von Erlich (Zac Efron, pumped almost beyond recognition), who like his three brothers has been raised by their father, Fritz (Holt McCallany),  to excel at the family tradition.

Back in the day Fritz was on his way to a wrestling title, but claims it was denied him by the “bastards” who run the business. Now he’s determined that one — or better still, all — of his boys wear the big belt. (Among with ambition the boys have inherited from Dad the “iron claw,” a skull-squeezing wrestling move.)

Initially the Von Erichs’ life on a ranch outside Dallas seems semi-idyllic.  There’s farm work, endless hours pumping iron in the home gym, big family dinners and church on Sunday.

The boys — Kevin, Kerry (Jeremy Allen White), David (Harris Dickinson) and Mike (Stanley Simons) — revere their father and want nothing more than to please him.

Over the course of a decade their dedication will prove itself more than dangerous.  It’s deadly.

The film has been superbly acted (other cast members include Maura Tierney as the uber-religious mother and Lily James as the veterinary student who falls hard for Kevin) and despite the raucous acrobatics of the fight scenes the overwhelming mood is one of ever-tightening desperation and sadness.

Not a happy story, but beautifully done.

Teo Yoo, Greta Lee

“PAST LIVES” My rating: B (For rent on Prime, Apple+, etc.)

105 minutes | PG-13

Astonishingly delicate and quivering with emotional possibilities, Celine Song’s “Past Lives” wonders what would happen in childhood sweethearts met up many years later.

In the film’s opening scenes, set in South Korea, we are introduced to Nora and Hae Sung, 12-year-olds whose platonic friendship might over time become something more.

But Nora’s parents emigrate to Canada. Twenty years later the grown Nora (Greta Lee) lives in NYC with her husband Arthur (John Magaro). Their lives are settled and largely uneventful.

And then word arrives that Hae Sung (Teo Yoo) will be visiting the Big Apple and would like to reconnect.

It’s a setup rife with erotic possibilities, most of which writer/director Song keeps on the back burner. “Past Lives” is much more about its characters’ emotional interiors than physical betrayal.

Off the bat it’s obvious that while Nora has achieved a level of mature sophistication, Hae Sung is stymied in a sort of sad adolescence. He still lives with his parents and is indifferent when it comes to a career. 

Apparently he’s lived two decades in “what could have been” mode.

The film is mostly conversations between the two old friends as they walk around the city.

Arthur, meanwhile, is trying to stifle his anxiety that he might lose his wife…his alienation is heightened by his inability to participate in their intimate conversations in Korean.

“Past Lives” is one of those films in which nothing seems to happen, while emotionally all sorts of stuff is going on. The performances are really terrific, with Teo Yoo creating a portrait of sweet longing so heartbreaking you want to give him a hug.

| Robert W. Butler

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Timothee Chalamet, Steve Carell

“BEAUTIFUL BOY” My rating: B

120 minutes | MPAA rating: R

Drug addiction movies are a bit like Holocaust movies.

Even if the film is well made, the subject matter is tremendously off-putting and depressing. It takes something remarkable, a new way of looking at the topic, to make the painful bearable.

“Beautiful Boy” comes close. It is based on journalist David Sheff’s memoir of dealing with his son Nic’s addiction, as well as a second memoir by Nic.  There’s little emphasis here on the usual tropes of the genre…back-alley drug buys, spoons and needles, withdrawal agonies.

Instead the film puts a parent’s horror and anxiety front and center, and by doing so it forces every viewer — or at least those with children — to question how they would deal with a similar situation.

Coddle? Criticize? Wash your hands of an uncontrollable child?

At various points in Felix Van Groeningen’s film, all those options are examined. And it helps immeasurably that the film stars Steve Carell as the elder Sheff and the ever-resourceful Timothy Chalamet as his tormented son, Nic.

The  screenplay by Van Groningen and Luke Davis cleverly juggles its time frame, opening with a conversation between the deeply concerned David and a drug counselor and then employing a series of jumbled flashbacks to tell the story of this father and son.

A narratively straightforward, step-by-step depiction of young Nic’s descent into depravity might be too much to handle; by zigging and zagging between the family’s homey past and its uncomfortable present, the film offers an emotional buffer between the audience and the film’s inescapable angst.

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John Carroll Lynch, Matt Bomer

“ANYTHING” My rating: C

94 minutes | MPAA rating: R

John Caroll Lynch, the bald character actor whose face everybody recognizes but whose name nobody knows (he was Frances Mcdormand’s waterfowl-painting hubby in “Fargo”), finally gets a shot at a leading man role in “Anything.”

He’s pretty good, but he’s fighting an uphill battle against writer/director Timothy McNeil’s stunningly heavy-handed script.

In the opening scenes things seem to be unfolding effectively.  Small-town Mississippi insurance agent Early Landry (Lynch)  is dealing with the traffic accident death of his beloved wife. The guy has two speeds: stoic and inconsolable.  Small wonder he ends up in the tub with his wrist slit.

His businesswoman sister from L.A. (Maura Tierney), sweeps in to take charge, relocating her Early to her family’s spacious home. But after a period of maladjustment — and a $500,000 insurance settlement —  he rents his own apartment in a rather dicey part of Hollywood.

Here’s where McNeil’s screenplay starts to go off the rails. For nobody within blocks, it seems, leads  anything like a normal life.

The unseen fellow who lives in the downstairs apartment gets boozed up and sings off key all night long. He, too, is mourning a lost spouse.

Brianna (Margot Bingham) spends most of the day sitting on the stoop smoking and awaiting the arrival of her ne’er-do-well musician boyfriend (Micah Hauptman), who cheats on her regularly…and sometimes in her presence. As a result Brianna exhibits a degree of mean cynicism unknown in Mississippi.

But, then, everyone in L.A. is afflicted with a form of sardonic sadism, according to this movie. Compared to the locals Early is as innocent as a baby.

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