Six Ways To Sunday

   Although writer-director Adam Bernstein ("It's Pat," if that tells you anything) claims to have made a black comedy, "Six Ways to Sunday" is really your standard mob movie. Harry Odum (Norman Reedus), hard-up and violence-prone, falls into favor with the local bosses, running across typical stock characters such as the reserved head honcho, his flashy second-in-command and the strong silent thug who utters one-word orders. Bernstein shakes the formula up a bit by tossing in a psychotic mother ("Heavy's" Deborah Harry) who makes Jessica Lange's character in "Hush" look subtle. Her iron grip on her Oedipal son (she even goes so far as to control Harry's reading lamp via an interminable extension cord) prevents him from having anything resembling a normal relationship with the mob's acquiescent maid.
   Other than a winning performance from Reedus, who possesses Ewan McGregor's charm and, in certain lights, Leonardo DiCaprio's good looks, there's little that makes "Six Ways to Sunday" worth seeing. The characters' motivations are simultaneously erratic and unoriginal. Foreshadowing spoon-feeds the significance of coming events, which come off as anti-climactic. Even the violence, while graphic, is uninventive. Save your time and money: Rent "Goodfellas" for the 50th time instead.    Starring Norman Reedus, Deborah Harry, Adrien Brody, Isaac Hayes and Elina Lowensohn. Directed by Adam Bernstein. Written by Marc Gerald and Adam Bernstein. Produced by David Collins, Michael Naughton and Adam Bernstein. A Stratosphere release. Comedy. Rated R for graphic bloody violence, strong language, sexuality and brief drug use. Running time: 95 min.