THERE is, alas, nothing particularly “Special” about this strange little movie that provides a rare starring role for Michael Rappaport, a ubiquitous and reliable supporting actor whose face is more recognizable than his name.

Rappaport plays a morose parking meter cop and comic book fan who thinks he’s acquired super powers after participating in a clinical test for a drug designed to suppress “self-doubt.”

In the movie’s shaky reality, he’s actually become delusional. He can’t understand why he’s developing bloody noses and worse from walking through walls and wading into convenience-store holdups.

Rappaport does a yeoman’s job in this tonally confused oddity. The wonder is that Hal Haberman and Jeremy Passmore’s “Special” is making it off the festival circuit and into theaters at all, however briefly.

Running time: 82 minutes. Rated R (profanity, drugs). At the Sunshine, Houston Street and Second Avenue.