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Sometimes movies can be overlong and go all over the place and need an editor and for the most part, it gets the review it deserves.  No doubt as you read reviews for Reign Over Me, you’ll see a broad spectrum, probably bent towards the negative, as Mike Binder’s film is one of those frustrating experiences at the movies that has so much good going for it, but so many ideas should have been axed when he wrote the screenplay (or at the very least, realized as the director of the film that some things don’t work).  Binder is going to be taken to task for being indulgent.

Dentist Alan Johnson (Don Cheadle) doesn’t quite have the perfect life: his colleagues in a practice he started don’t respect him, and he seems to be closing in on a potential turning point in a loving marriage with wife Janeane (Jada Pinkett Smith).  Early on a gorgeous woman, Donna Remar (Saffron Burrows), comes in asking for a veneer but just wants to pleasure him.  He declines, obviously, but is unable to handle the situation in a way that gives him some respect.  He seems to have something on his mind, and every once in awhile he tracks down psychologist Angela Oakhurst (Liv Tyler) for advice outside her office; once again, handled the wrong way.

It’s here where he sees his old college roommate Charlie Fineman (Adam Sandler) driving around Manhattan on a motor scooter.  Fineman lost his wife and daughters on 9/11, and he is more than guarded about it, even to the point where he claims he doesn’t remember.  Charlie ever cautiously allows Alan to re-enter his life, but if there’s the slightest disagreement or mistrust, Charlie becomes prone to lashing out.  He refuses to speak to his in-laws (Robert Klein, Melinda Dillon) who are reaching out to him, because he doesn’t want to talk about his family.  Charlie and Alan hang out, go to bars, and especially play Shadow of the Colossus, but the relationship always seems tentative.

Ultimately, that means somehow Charlie has to break out of his shell with a lot of help from Alan, who also needs some new perspective.  Sounds like a simple movie problem, but there are so many scenes that could have been cut out.  There’s a really inessential courtroom scene at the end, and even though it’s the first appearance of Donald Sutherland, playing a judge, and The Office’s B.J. Novak, playing a lawyer, it should have been stricken from the record.  The whole thing with Alan and the lusty Donna Remar just seems out of place.  Remar shows up again and again throughout the story, first as a seductress, then as a troubled soul, then as someone who just wants to help, and it never seems right.

But all through most of this, I was held rapt.  Some movies just have that mood; it’s an odd studio film that feels like an indie.  You can’t not be entertained by Don Cheadle, he’s just a great actor.  And Sandler showed some dramatic chops with Punch Drunk Love a few years ago and even though this is a sort of variation on that character, only with shaggy, graying hair, he is mesmerizing.

I enjoyed it, but like I said, it’s far from great and much like this week’s Shooter, it’s hard to come up with an overall when so many things are good and bad about the picture.  Binder did the same thing with his last film, The Upside of Anger.  There just doesn’t seem to be an inner critic with this guy.