Even though Michael Imperioli tries his hardest, the screenplay & the direction are so bad that he ends up just shuffling instead of dealing. It doesn't help that the flashback scenes to when Stu was little have not one ounce of 1966 in it - plus the kid actor playing Stu is not very good - all you see his him acting, the Dad acting, you don't believe any of it, none of it seems real. And knowing about the real Stu Unger makes you even more disappointed with the film. His real story is tragic and fascinating, while this film is just lifeless and by the numbers. The wardrobe, the Venetian blinds lighting, the forced "casino pop songs" it all screams student film. I feel bad for Michael Nouri - they gave him nothing to play but cliches.
Review of High Roller: The Stu Ungar Story
