Tribeca Film Festival Review: Dog Years by Chuck Bowen - From Slant Magazine
The film bears a resemblance to Daniel Noah's Max Rose, as both are vehicles for their stars to explore their own legacies within a thinly fictional framework.
But in Max Rose, Jerry Lewis had the sense not to overtly soften his character's crustiness, maintaining his dignity and reminding viewers that he was still a vital actor despite the production's pervading mediocrity.
The film begins on shameless ground, with Vic Edwards (Reynolds), a movie star with the same career ups and downs as the actor playing him, giving an interview in the 1970s.
Rifkin then cuts to a stark close-up of Edwards in the present day, the implication of this edit being unmistakable: This icon is old.
Dog Years is mostly a collection of old-fogey clichés though, with a narrative that mixes a man's career retrospective with a road trip featuring the requisite bonding session with an attractive young woman who will prove to Edwards that life is still worth living, no matter how much of it may be in his rearview mirror.