Wed, Jun 23, 2010 (6:17 p.m.)
Few things in life are more pathetic than the aging privileged male who bumps up against irrefutable evidence of his own mortality and instantly turns into a destructive, carpe-diem asshole. To its credit, Solitary Man, directed by the team of Brian Koppelman and David Levien (Knockaround Guys), fully recognizes this, and portrays its ostensible hero, skirt-chasing 60-ish car dealer Ben (or “Captain Ben,” as he insists that his grandson call him, so as not to scare off the hotties), as a smug, self-deluded punching bag.
Michael Douglas digs into this typically unflattering role with his usual relish, and even manages to compensate for the schematic way that the movie lays out exactly what provoked all this bad behavior. In the end, though, it’s tough to work up much interest in the redemption of yet another (once-) rich white guy who decided that the best way to cheat death was to pretend that he’s still 25.