Jeremy Piven shines as a neighborhood pariah returning to his old Philly suburb stomping grounds (think Southie with even more of an attitude) to help convince the locals to get behind a planned casino for the area. While definitely having its heart in the right place, the film (written and directed by Philly native Paolo Pilladi) bounces too much between melodramatic “love my neighborhood” pathos and idiotic frat-house humor to feel like a single cohesive work. Instead, it just winds up a sloppy mess.
1.5/5 stars