Disowned at birth by his obscenely wealthy family, a blue-collar will stop at nothing to reclaim his inheritance, no matter how many relatives stand in his way.

Hollywood’s latest attempt to put Glen Powell (I get it, he’s charming) in everything is How to Make a Killing from writer-director John Patton Ford (the underrated Emily the Criminal). Powell has the easy screen presence of the Pitts and Cruises of their heyday and is playing the same kind of everyman whose unearned confidence and luck continually rewards him. Powell is Becket Redfellow, the heir to a billions-dollar fortune who decides, kind of randomly, that he’s just going to off the seven people ahead of him in the food chain a little early so he can get rich now.

And as silly as the whole thing sounds, it kind of works. Great actors like Ed Harris, Jessica Henwick, Margaret Qualley, Bill Camp, Zach Woods, Topher Grace pop in (some for only a scene or two) and all of them are having a lot of fun (especially Woods). Qualley and Henwick play the metaphorical equivalent of the angel and devil on Becket’s shoulder, and while the middle plays out kind of expected, the film takes some shifts from what you’d think by the end.

It’s a fun movie that I’m sure I’ll forget completely about by the end of the year (if not month), but I enjoyed it well enough while it was playing.

Jonathan’s grade – C+