Director(s): Steven Soderbergh. Screenplay: Brian Koppelman and David Levien. Cast: Brad Pitt, George Clooney, Matt Damon, Elliott Gould, Al Pacino, Eddie Jemison, Don Cheadle, Shaobo Qin, Casey Affleck, Scott Caan, Bernie Mac, Carl Reiner, Eddie Izzard, Ellen Barkin, Julian Sands, David Paymer, Vincent Cassel, Andy Garcia and Oprah Winfrey. Distributor: Warner Bros.. Runtime: 122 min. Rating: PG-13. Year: 2007.
There's no denying the slight slickness and rendered fun of Steven Soderbergh's Ocean's Thirteen, but the problem is exactly that—everything is slicked up to say to the point of monotonous anesthetics. This time around, it's the whole gang getting payback on some rich-ass casino magnate (Pacino) for putting the gangs idle, Reuben (Gould), in the hospital. Their plan, you ask? Steal the money from his new, shiny hotel, just waiting, yes waiting, to get robbed. The cast doesn't really act—they're just having their fun. Is it entertaining? Yes. Is it good acting? No. Still Entertaining? Yes. The script, as usual, is a load of randomly placed, moronically realized garbage, yet the actors love it, and they use it to their cannon. Is it good acting now? No. Along side Soderberg's slick but uneven camera movements, slick mise-en-scene, and slick cinematography, Ocean's Thirteen still has that insouciant charm, but after the film's unexpected climax, it wears down. I suspect that the easiest comparison to the film is definitely a sugar high. Take your pick.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Ocean's Thirteen (2007): C+
Posted by Andres Zambrano at 11:40 AM
Labels: Reviews, Tracking Shots
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