Capsule reviews for June 26

Above the Line

Without much satirical focus or emotional resonance, this takedown of greedy Hollywood power brokers swings and misses at a broad target. It’s a heist comedy involving six fledgling creatives — writers, directors, and actors — summoned anonymously on Christmas Eve by the promise of a major payday if they can collectively rob a sleazy producer (Gregg Henry) of his awards. Along the way, they learn details about their misguided mission, including their specific connection to the vengeful mayhem. Despite some scattered laughs, the film’s batch of ragtag eccentrics is more annoying than endearing, which diminishes our rooting interest in solving the mystery or completing the comeuppance. (Rated R, 91 minutes).

Lucky Strike

Although its intentions are worthwhile in saluting military heroism and sacrifice, this earnest World War II thriller from director Rod Lurie (The Outpost) lacks the visual or dramatic conviction to yield a deeper impact. It follows a wounded American soldier (Scott Eastwood) who becomes trapped behind enemy lines during the Battle of the Bulge. Uncertain who he can trust, he’s forced to rely on his ingenuity and physical resilience to evade Nazi capture and survive the harsh winter conditions. Apparently based on true events, the film bogs down in labored dialogue and suffers from uneven narrative momentum, but Eastwood’s performance — often acting alone — is captivating. (Rated R, 102 minutes).

Romeria

Skillfully blending a coming-of-age drama with a haunting family mystery, this evocative autobiographical saga from Spanish director Carla Simon (Summer 1993) is deliberately paced yet quietly powerful. In 2004, orphaned teenager Marina (Llucia Garcia) travels to the coast of northwestern Spain to secure a signature from a grandparent she’s never met, only to be drawn a world of lost relatives and hidden secrets. Discovering her late mother’s diary prompts an obsessive journey to trace her life and wonder how her own family fell apart. As the lines between fantasy and reality blur without lapsing into nostalgia, Garcia’s magnetic dual performance keeps the bittersweet material emotionally grounded. (Not rated, 114 minutes).