The amount of bending is in the tens of millions. In comparison, “Queenpins” does not break many rules. It keeps to what has worked in the past, sometimes better (“Hustlers”), and sometimes worse (“Hastlers”). The Hauser character is constantly humiliated till the end, and scenes of him defecating in his pants while on a stakeout provide the wrong kind of humorous contrast. IMDB
The picture is competent mainline filmmaking as a diversion, but the musical score’s sweetness eventually sounds like nails on a chalkboard, and who uses chalkboards these days? I was more interested in Jojo than the others since Howell-Baptiste has a natural gift for both genuine comedy and quietly revealing drama. All of the main characters have the same instincts. In fits and starts, “Queenpins” brings them out.