Action. PG-13. 1 hour, 33 minutes. At area theaters.
World Wrestling Entertainment refuses to abandon its efforts to turn one of its stars into the next Rock or Hulk Hogan, a crossover phenomenon able to carry movies and TV shows (and not just other wrestlers and folding chairs).
Paul “Triple H” Levesque has the look and the skills to be a useful heavy in other people’s action films. He’s so muscle-bound, his arms can’t quite drop to his sides. He is more scary than handsome.
In “Inside Out,” Levesque plays an ex-con, A.J., whom we meet the day he gets out of a stretch in a Louisiana prison. He reconnects with Jack, played by Michael Rapaport.
“What are you gonna do” now that A.J. is out of jail, Jack asks. “I’m gonna make pickles,” A.J. growls.
The profanity and alcohol abuse tip us that this movie is going darker.
Lawyer-turned-screenwriter Dylan Schaffer’s script is an unhappy combination of genres and tones.
Asked, fearfully, about jail time, A.J. intones, “You just sit there — and it passes.” That’s a pretty fair description of “Inside Out,” too.
