Metacritic reviews

Don't be misled by claims that you've seen this one already. You haven't, and you should.

Visually accomplished and wonderfully acted.

A work of incompleteness, might-have-beens and moral subtleties befitting a filmmaker named Gray.

Gray's brand of film-buffery manifests itself, simply and irresistibly, as ardent, uncynical movie love.

With one exception (hint: Faye Dunaway), the actors seem remarkably at home in their milieu.

For Caan's shtick alone, The Yards is worthwhile, but we may also be witnessing the emergence, in Gray, of a young filmmaker who's just starting to find the range.

A collection of movie situations, recognizable from the films of Coppola and Scorsese, with a less obvious debt to Kazan.

Keeps sinking into its own grimness.

Self-importance sinks this one like a stone.

So muted it disappears from your view even before it recedes from your memory.