The sort of high-concept plot that gives its actors little chance of credibility. Robert De Niro is the world-weary cop who finds out that the chief suspect in a murder case is his estranged son (yes, he's been concentrating on his work).

James Franco is the junkie son, effective in a James Dean-ish way, no surprise as he played the actor in a TV movie a year earlier. Frances McDormand is the great actress in an underwritten role, a phrase I'm as bored with writing as she and her like must be playing them. Eliza Dushku brings some spark to a small role, but this is weary stuff.