When you think movies about sad sacks, Keanu Reeves does not come to mind. It isn't just on account of his good looks: It's because his famously wooden expression barely exudes the pathos of a loser. No surprise, then, that his turn in "Henry's Crime" - as a tollbooth operator whose life is ripe for a makeover - feels forced.
Henry's makeover begins when he gets imprisoned for a bank robbery he didn't commit. Ten minutes into the movie, Henry's prison buddy (James Caan) tells him that "the real crime is not committing to your dream." So, upon his release, he decides to rob the bank he was accused of robbing and uncovers a long-lost tunnel that connects the vault to a theater.
"Henry's Crime" revels too much in quirk, as though the only way to fix a boring life is to send a man on a rampage of spontaneous, loony decisions. Perhaps it would have worked if the writing had lived up to the oddness of Henry's actions.