The first—and probably last—pairing of director Clint Eastwood and Leonardo DiCaprio is a sloppy, drawn-out, lumbering failure. It’s one of the movie year’s hugest disappointments. Most of the blame goes to Eastwood, who utilizes droning voiceovers and a washed-out visual approach that bores. The subject matter calls for something epic, but Eastwood’s dreary choices make the film uncomfortably intimate and small. Eastwood shot this film quickly on a modest budget, and it shows. The normally reliable DiCaprio is miscast. He’s all wrong for a part that requires him to age almost 50 years, and the voice he employs, especially during the ponderous narration, sounds as if he is attempting his best Darth Vader impersonation.