This weekend I saw The Lincoln Lawyer, but I'm still wondering if it was a fictional film adapted from the pages of a bestselling Michael Connelly novel or a documentary culled from paparazzi footage of its stars Matthew McConaughey, Ryan Phillipe, William H. Macy, Josh Lucas, Marisa Tomei, and John Leguizamo. If the credits don't lie, then:McConaughey plays Mick Haller, a sweet-talking, morally suspicious defense attorney with pores only slightly smaller than the black Lincoln Towncar he parades around Los Angeles in chauffered by Laurence Mason. (Word of advice to McConaughey: you're too young for the direct path my mind took to the Driving Miss Daisy jokes, so stay out of the sun, Tandy.) The opening scenes show us Haller is street smart (cue shady lawyer talk), street rich (cue envelopes of cash), and street sweet (cue big brother / coke whore scene), while setting us up to wonder whether he'll give "hero" instead of "antihero" when it really effing matters. In a word, he's Hollywood's idea of a lawyer. In another word, he's Matthew McConaughey.
