When Clint Eastwood directs, he moves fast. It’s been his modus operandi since the beginning of his career, and such efficiency can be a good thing, forcing the features to be exactly what they are, without a helmer overthinking every detail. When it goes wrong, it results in pure sloppiness, as evidenced in February’s “The 15:17 to Paris,” Eastwood’s attempt to siphon additional American glory out of the box office gas tank after scoring a major smash with “American Sniper,” and one of the worst pictures he’s ever made. “The Mule” isn’t quite as bad as “The 15:17 to Paris,” but it’s close, adding to Eastwood’s gradual disinterest in editing and screen tension, offering a frustratingly leisurely journey into one man’s quest for financial independence, looking in the wrong places for monetary salvation. Read the rest at Blu-ray.com