One of the things I like about Joe Carnahan‘s films is that they filter drama and action through a working-class lens. Narc is on the down-and-dirty streets; The Grey is about a group of oil drillers trying to survive in the wild; and even his blockbuster feature The A-Team sides with guys just trying to make a living. The outlier is Smokin’ Aces, an ensemble piece that ranges from cartoonish to somber as assassins compete to take out an informant. Carnahan’s latest feature, Stretch, attempts to blend the slapdash attitude of Smokin’ Aces with a grounded, working-class character. The result is a movie that still manages to be endearing despite how often it tries to remind you of its weirdness.