Shake the family trees of many celebrated artists nearing the end of their lives and you’re likely to find at least one heir plotting how to keep the cash cow going postmortem, in the meantime guiding arthritic hands to sign every last doodle that might be worth something. Not to mention wincing in pain any time another museum donation gets shipped off. In The Christophers , Steven Soderbergh ’s crafty comedy about legacy, forgery, unbridled greed and resentments, the grasping adult offspring of a once celebrated painter are the embodiment of avaricious scheming. They won’t miss the old man, but they’ll miss the sums his work can fetch.

Shake the family trees of many celebrated artists nearing the end of their lives and you’re likely to find at least one heir plotting how to keep th

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