Clint + Angelina = Clintgelina?

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All movies directed by Clint Eastwood are grounded in a single, unwavering M.O.: They are relaxed, restrained, tasteful, and ploddingly paced. Sometimes, this approach works to near-perfection; see Unforgiven. Other times, it wrecks otherwise outstanding material; see (or don't see) Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil.

Eastwood's latest entry falls somewhere between those two extremes. It's entertaining enough for a pleasant night in, but it still feels like a missed opportunity, a work that could have had far more depth and drama.

Changeling is based on the extraordinary true story of Christine Collins, a quiet, middle-class switchboard supervisor in 1920s Los Angeles who winds up taking on a shockingly corrupt L.A.P.D. after her son disappears. Unfortunately, the movie is saddled with a brooding, oddly unaffecting performance by Angelina Jolie - Oscar nomination notwithstanding. In the end, she just seems miscast, as does John Malkovich, who phones in his portrayal of a crusading minister.

More successful is the film's painstaking re-creation of a particular time and place. And cinematographer Tom Stern wisely mutes the color palette that is typically generated onscreen by L.A.'s golden-hued light, resulting in the slightly more sinister look that the movie desperately needs.

Changeling comes off crisp and clean on DVD, putting a welcome emphasis on the consistently engaging visuals. Eastwood's own piano-driven score powers the Dolby Digital 5.1 soundtrack nicely.

Two documentaries totaling less than 20 minutes seem like an afterthought - but then they suit that whole "restrained, tasteful" M.O. to a suspicious degree.