the big-screen version of "Entourage" is constructed like the series, another chapter in a sequel-ready story. If you wanted something more, you won't get it
plays like a solid, if slightly too long, episode. But even given the bloat, the cast's easy camaraderie and a "play it as it lays" atmosphere wins you over
like Vince and his pallies, the "Entourage" movie is content to stay on the bright and shiny surface of a world that's far more interesting at its hidden
it's more like watching Frank and Dean and Sammy reprising their hits, failing to realize that the minute you stop coming up with new material, it's already over
Entourage looks good and has liberal amounts of flash. But it is a fly trapped in amber, celebrating excess and male privilege in a sexist way that feels very old and decidedly out of step with the 2015 world
despite the extra cameos and extra time, it just feels like A Very Special Episode of the old TV show - with familiar faces, familiar jokes, male-pattern bonding and Ari running through it all, cursing frantically, dealing furiously