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Remember when Michael Keaton was a big deal? He went from TV actor to comedy movie star in a flash and then – dun-dun-dun – he started getting serious. Remember when he was Batman? Anyway, right before Batman, he did a movie called “Clean and Sober” (1988). The plot basically took his typical comedy character, turned him into an A-hole with a coke habit, and then had him sort it all out. It’s a romantic comedy with drugs substituted for comedy and minus the “happily ever after.” Meh. Still, co-stars Kathy Baker and Morgan Freeman are enjoyable with their 1980s weird hair.

A good story told poorly. That is the ironic fate of “Street Smart.” This 1987 film was part of the late Christopher Reeve’s canon of cinematic mediocrity prior to his becoming An Inspiration To Us All. Reeve plays a struggling journalist. To please his boss, he makes up a story about a pimp. It turns out that several people think he wrote about an actual pimp. There’s a pimp (early Morgan Freeman), a pimp’s defense attorney, and the DA trying to nail a pimp for murder. Film noir-type hijinks ensue (jazzy background music, dead hookers, double-crosses, stabbings, Mimi Rogers, etc.).

“Tight” is a “you know it when you see it” term. The book you can’t put down. The jazz riff you could listen to forever. Or “The Dark Knight Rises” (2012), a testament to how a tight story can keep you on the edge of your seat for two hours and 44 minutes (and not because your ass fell asleep). A satisfying end to the trilogy of Christian Bale Batman films. OK, enough of that. What was the deal with the bad guy’s face mask? I was waiting for him to say “Luuuuuuke, I am your faaaaaaather,” at any moment.