How to Make a Killing (2026)

Imagine reading your family tree like a to-do list. That’s the joke at the center of How to Make a Killing, and the movie never decides whether you should laugh or wince. Glen Powell plays Becket Redfellow, the grandson a wealthy family pretended didn’t exist, stuck selling luxury suits in New York until a loophole puts him in line for the entire fortune. The tone swings from slapstick to sorrow so fast you can hear the gears grind, and Margaret Qualley’s Julia, his childhood friend, mostly exists to move the plot along. Powell is the reason it moves. He’s so charming you keep forgetting what he’s up to, and the film seems just as charmed as you are. Bill Camp is a treat as the uncle who welcomes him into the firm. It made $21.7 million worldwide on a reported $15M. A 5.0 because Powell is a star and the script never figures out what to do with him. $116 says you start being suspiciously sweet to your richest relative, and they notice by dessert.

What works: Glen Powell’s easy charm carries every scene, and the film looks sleek and stylish from the first frame to the last.

What doesn’t: The tone lurches between dark comedy and sincere drama, and it wants to mock the rich while enjoying their mansions just as much.

Who it’s for: Glen Powell fans and grown-ups who like their family comedies with a very dark streak running through them.