Darren Aronofsky has already made several indelibly New York movies. But loveable as was the subterranean monochrome paranoia of “Pi” and charming as we all consider the pupil-dilating tragedy of his bleak Brighton Beach-set “Requiem for a Dream," Aronofsky's latest, “Caught Stealing,” is easily the director's most affectionate portrait of his hometown. That, too, may be a funny way to describe a movie where bodies get brutalized, corpses accumulate and even the cat comes away with a limp.