“Butcher’s Crossing,” the debut film from writer and producer Gabe Polsky, snuck into Manhattan last week and was acknowledged by a smattering of lukewarm reviews. One critic complained that it had all the propulsion of a glacier; another thought its star, Nicolas Cage, was miscast. As of this writing, Mr. Polsky’s film is playing somewhere in the recesses of the labyrinthine maze that is AMC Empire 25 on West 42nd Street.