Arkansas

The dialogue is hard-boiled and the cast includes reliable tough talkers: John Malkovich, Vince Vaughn and Michael K Williams.

Feeling like a relic from the wave of '90s crime ensembles that followed in Tarantino's wake, Arkansas not only squanders some good talent, it's a tragic waste of a fine book.

As a collection of smart-mouthed southern ne'er-do-wells, Arkansas amuses, but as a showcase for colourful 70s menswear, it excels.

With its brooding tone of tired inevitability, his Arkansas knows exactly how to find drama and sentiment in what could otherwise just be a dour path to the inevitable.

It's quirky, lively, and diverting for a little while, but then it really just drags.

[Clark Duke] shows some promise as a director and maybe even more so as a screenwriter, but it goes on too long, it is unevenly paced, and it seems to end a few times.

Clarke Duke’s directorial debut is a southern crime saga that practically drips with a style all its own.

That balance between a Southern black comedy and a gritty crime thriller is one of the most impressive things about Clark Duke’s entertaining debut.

Arkansas is a blend of affectionate, easy going and satisfying - not something I expected to write regarding a film focusing on American drug-runners.

Think of it as a Southern-fried drug running, violent yet funny stepbrother of a Cohen Brothers movie. The performances are solid but the movie itself isn't award-winning.