The Lincoln Lawyer
by Adam Nayman and Justin Stewart
Every Monday, two Reverse Shotters wipe the weekend from their bleary eyes and engage in a postmortem on the multiplex trash (good or bad) they took in.
Back in his next-big-thing days, Matthew McConaughey was compared to Paul Newman, so it makes sense that he eventually got to do his version of The Verdict. As the title character in The Lincoln Lawyer (adapted, I would wager faithfully, from a novel by page-churner Michael Connelly), the former Wooderson gets to do the tarnished legal-eagle shtick beloved of aging matinee-idol types (not only Newman, but also Richard Gere, at least twice). McConaghey’s Mick Haller ticks every box in the bent-not-crooked-attorney questionnaire: he drinks, he’s divorced (but still hooks up with his ex, played by Marisa Tomei), professionally suspect (he gladly defends guilty clients when the price is right) and, as it turns out, is bobbing and weaving his way to a rude ethical awakening. Continue reading.