Among the new arrivals at local discount theaters, Arbitrage makes the case for the latter. Richard Gere stars as Robert Miller, a wealthy financier trying to cover up both his book doctoring in advance of selling his company and his involvement in an accidental death. There's a lot of surface-level procedural stuff as Miller tries to cover his tracks, but Gere’s placid exterior provides a perfect framework for a character who rarely feels guilt because he’s convinced himself that, as an individual, he’s too big to be allowed to fail.
Far less unsettling is the movie that's trying for big scares, The House at the End of the Street, with Jennifer Lawrence as a teen who moves into a neighborhood where bad things have happened. For nearly an hour, there's a genuine sense of surprise about where it might go. And then it all degenerates into a bizarre conglomeration of psycho-thriller notions, where only Lawrence’s steely energy provides a reason not to either burst out laughing or fall asleep.