Burt Reynolds Has Made Mistakes, But Regrets Nothing.

After 60 years in the movie business — five of them, from 1978 to 1982, as the top box-office star in America — Burt Reynolds might appear to be an open book, his every feat, foible, affair and chest hair chronicled so vividly that almost nothing about him could surprise you the way that naked Cosmopolitan centerfold did in 1972.

But “The Last Movie Star,” Adam Rifkin’s study on fading glory, lost love and regret, written especially for Mr. Reynolds, does just that. (The film, now on DirecTV, opens in theaters on Friday, March 30.)

Mr. Reynolds lays his soul bare as Vic Edwards, an all-but-forgotten film icon given a lifetime achievement award by what he assumes to be a major Nashville festival that had previously honored the likes of Robert De Niro. Instead, he’s saddled with shabby accommodations and a lippy, tattooed driver, Lil (Ariel Winter of “Modern Family”), for a grass-roots gathering scraped together by some local fanboys.

Vic is not amused.

But on his way back to the airport, he has a yearning to visit his hometown, Knoxville. And soon he’s walking — very slowly, with Lil reluctantly by his side — down memory lane.

Read more at the New York Times.