True Crime is a solid thriller from director Clint Eastwood. Like Absolute Power, his last film, it is a tight, simple thriller. There are no expensive special effects, just good old-fashioned storytelling. Admittedly, both of these films seem bland compared to, let’s say, younger thrillers. But Eastwood’s slow, pensive style has its appeal. In this film, Eastwood is a reporter assigned to cover an execution. His nose for news tells him that the man they’re going to fry is innocent, and he has only one day to find the proof. Particularly good in this film are the scenes in which Eastwood, a reporter, and James Woods, his publisher, try to out-macho each other. When Dennis Leary, the editor, enters the fray, the testosterone charges the screen enough to make your hair stand on end.