A movie can have the best ingredients, ideas and intentions but still slip on a banana peel, as “The Score” neatly demonstrates. Directed by veteran artisan Frank Oz and boasting an extravaganza cast of Marlon Brando, Robert De Niro and Edward Norton, “The Score” is mindful of a handsome real-estate agent whom you heard very good things about and decide to trust about a property in Florida, only to have him hand over a chunk of swamp land swarming with alligators. “You can do great things with land like this,” he enthuses. “Think mangroves in the garden pond. Think handmade wooden deck. Think . . . Swiss Family Robinson!” Yeah, right.
Still, there are some moments that yield, well, moments. This primarily comes from the personalities and subsequent chemistry between the three main characters, whom we must admit are a treat to see assembled in a single frame. The wonder is Brando, who at this point in his career, has become more of a massive piece of furniture than anything else. There he sits (or rather, sinks) in a sofa that is completely obscured by his presence to the point that Brando himself becomes that sofa. A sofa that spouts worldly wisdoms while pouring himself one Tom Collins after another. He’s a wreck, but a huge and spectacular one.
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