Fifteen years ago, I would have called McConaughey’s performance a revelation. His quiet intensity, laconic charm, and superbly timed one-liners delivered with understated swagger in his trademark drawl are hypnotic. Post-McConaissance, however, this is simply a return to his proven form, which only makes the reluctance to distribute the movie even more perplexing.
You could blame it on algorithmic risk-aversion, economic hardship, or distribution bottlenecks. Some also say that the…

