Herein lies the problem: 19-year-old Ryder (Logan Miller) doth not protest enough when his California-phobic uncle’s (Josh Hamilton) false accusation of child molestation against the lad turns a Nebraska family reunion into a grievance-dredging weekend inquisition. Unless Ryder was meant to get off on being a tool in his perverted uncle’s melancholic revenge scheme — first-time writer-director Matt Sobel clearly doesn’t have what it takes to go that dark — all that’s left for the boy to do is make a lot of implausible choices. Not unlike mom’s redneck side of the family, the deeper you go, the dirtier and harder to fathom this River becomes. It doesn’t help that the children in the film have been rehearsed to the point they make Tatum O’Neal’s work in Paper Moon look like improv. And is it me, or is the big climactic reveal not really worth all the hubbub? (2016) — Scott Marks