“THE JUDGE” My rating: C+ (Opens wide on Oct. 10)
141 minutes | MPAA rating: R
It’s a case of perfect casting. Nobody tops Downey in portraying smarmy characters who undergo a redemptive transformation (see “Iron Man”).
The death of Hank’s mother brings him back to the small Indiana town he fled 20 years earlier. Though this idyllic burg seems to have fallen out of a Norman Rockwell painting, Hank hates the place.
More accurately, he hates his old man, Judge Palmer (Duvall). The two haven’t spoken since forever, and the Judge has never met Hank’s young daughter.
Why these two are always at each other’s throats will be revealed in dribs and drabs over the next two hours.
The Judge is charged with manslaughter in the death by automobile of an ex-con with whom he has had a troubled past.
Being a monstrous egoist, Hank sticks around to represent his father — especially since the Judge’s local attorney (Dax Shepard) is borderline inept. The poor jerk upchucks on the courthouse steps every time he must face Billy Bob Thornton’s steely-eyed prosecutor.

