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Affleck charms as the bartending, autodidact uncle of a fatherless kid growing up in ‘80s Long Island, but Clooney’s tail-chasing, nostalgic, white-guy-wanna-be-a-mediocre-writer-someday coming-of-age drama feels about thirty years too late to pluck anyone's heartstrings. If the movie hasn’t turned you off by the end, the final line will seal the deal.