In Theaters
Joe Wright’s worlds-colliding drama The Soloist has so many strikes against it that it’s hard to imagine coming out the other end feeling anything but relief that it was over. Think of it: a based-on-a-true-story about a cold-hearted journalist who meets a mentally disturbed homeless man who just happens to be a world-class musician. Together, the two strike up a unique friendship against the backdrop of Los Angeles’s Dickensian skid row and imploding newspaper industry; a bright flower blooming from the crack in a downtown sidewalk. Also, one of the men happens to be black and the other white.
The Soloist, which somehow doesn’t suck, opens wide today. You can read the full, shocked review at filmcritic.com.
Chris Barsanti 