
Worse, it’s now winter, and going back onto the street is a much more serious matter when the temperatures are below freezing. But a medical crisis throws that progress into peril. Chance lands them in a luxury townhouse whose vacationing owners carelessly left an entrance unlocked in this relatively safe setting, Hannah decides she’s ready to go cold turkey.ĭespite a major hiccup caused by the two discovering their painful pasts overlap in a rather too whoppingly ironic way, the film’s later sections find their lives beginning to stabilize together. But his gentlemanly behavior persuades her into a wary trust that turns into a kind of mutually beneficial partnership, then romance. His visa has expired, but he’s not considered a “deportation priority.” Upon release after a minor arrest, he finds all his belongings have been stolen, and he initially follows junkie Hannah (Connelly) because he realizes she’s wearing his purloined jacket. Tahir (Mackie) is a Nigerian immigrant who survives by busking on his plastic-bucket drums. Home-format prospects look stronger than iffy theatrical ones. Homelessness, addiction, terrorism, immigration issues and more clutter the earnest thematic agenda in a sometimes accomplished but uneven pic that could have partaken more of the virtue of simplicity. The latter fares better behind the camera than he does wielding the pen, as his sometimes over-stylized helming nonetheless renders mostly credible a somewhat overloaded screenplay. Jennifer Connelly and Anthony Mackie play very different unfortunates who find each other on the streets of New York in “ Shelter,” the writing-directing debut of Connelly’s actor spouse, Paul Bettany.
