Robin Williams is given 90 minutes to live in "The Angriest Man in Brooklyn."
The movie doesn't even need five minutes to signal that it's already a goner.
Williams, perhaps a little too excited to have another starring role in film, plays put-upon lawyer Henry Altmann. He's a deeply irksome crank whose profane, two-drink-minimum rants we're supposed to find funny, and whose mission to make amends — after getting the death-sentence diagnosis from a frazzled young doctor (Mila Kunis) — is intended to be funny and heartwarming. (The key to how moviegoers will likely feel is in the title.)
The head-scratcher is that this junky, risible fermata of yelling is from director Phil Alden Robinson, who knows from midlife-crisis humor ("Field of Dreams"), and whose big-budget Jack Ryan movie ("The Sum of All Fears") felt quieter and more human. Here, every scene between two people comes off like drunkenly shot video of a play rehearsal gone horribly wrong.
This remake of an Israeli movie comes with a screenplay credited to Daniel Taplitz. The whole ugly enterprise — screaming set-tos with a wife (Melissa Leo) and an old friend (Richard Kind), plus a tonally disastrous face-off with a foreign-born cab driver — feels like something even a sentimental misanthrope like Billy Wilder would have avoided like the plague.
"The Angriest Man in Brooklyn"
MPAA rating: R for language and sexual content.
Running time: 1 hour, 23 minutes.
Playing: At AMC Burbank Town Center 8.Copyright © 2014, Los Angeles Times