Most made-in-Vegas movies — from “Ocean’s Eleven” (1960 or 2001, take your pick) to “The Hangover” — are just like tourists. They hit the town, they gaze in wonder at the neon-bedecked excess, they survive assorted hijinks. Then they go home. But a few Vegas movies get us, really get us, right where we live. And no movie fills that bill better than “Casino.”
