‘Tony’ is an annoying, unimpressive biopic of Anthony Bourdain

I am an efficient but unspectacular cook. I have a sense of how long to sear a New York strip steak before putting it in the oven, and on a recent, unseasonably cool August evening, I capably executed a pot roast dinner that furnished leftovers for days. Undoubtedly, my skills are improving, but even if…