It's bolder. Riskier. The most dazzling heist yet. George Clooney, Brad Pitt, Matt Damon and more reteam with director Steven Soderbergh for a split-second caper that stacks the deck with wit, style and cool. Danny Ocean again runs the game, so no rough stuff. No one gets hurt. Except for double-crossing Vegas kingpin Willy Bank (Al Pacino). Ocean's crew will hit him where it hurts: in his wallet. On opening night of Bank's posh new casino tower The Bank, every turn of a card and roll of the dice will come up a winner for bettors. And they'll hit him in his pride, making sure the tower doesn't receive a coveted Five Diamond Award. That's just the start of the flimflams. The boys are out to break The Bank. Place your bets!
I may be in the minority, but I don't consider Ocean's Twelve to be the dog that some critics have labeled it. Sure, it's a little self-indulgent, but it's a genial caper drama that allows us to spend some time in the company of the survivors of the 2001 remake of Ocean's Eleven. Now, along comes Ocean's Thirteen, and it's back to basics. This is a stripped-down, plot-oriented heist movie where character development and interpersonal interaction have been set aside in order to keep the parts clicking. It's like watching a huge Rube Goldberg machine. The end result is a foregone conclusion. The fascination comes from watching the contortions necessary to get there and guess what will happen next to propel events forward...The screenplay isn't a masterpiece of misdirection but it is smart enough that one can feel comfortable about keeping one's intelligence engaged as things unfold. The lack of explosions and gunfire makes this an atypical summer thriller, but its breezy brand of unforced and occasionally self-referential entertainment is a lot more fun than pirates, webslingers, and green ogres.
The first two movies in the Ocean franchise offered a large ensemble of stars but not much else. Ocean's Eleven tried to revive the Rat Pack bonhomie of the 1960 original, but came across as just another Hollywood package deal and the camaraderie seemed forced. The troupe gallivanted across Europe in Ocean's Twelve, which must have been a nice holiday for the cast, but the story was such a snooze that it was a chore for the audience to sit through. But back in Las Vegas for the third and possibly last installment, the franchise has lost the distaff member of the crew, Julia Roberts, but finally gained its footing. It may not be perfect, but with Ocean's 13 director Steven Soderbergh and his cast have at last delivered a truly effervescent caper comedy...But mainly, on this third try, the ensemble finally completely gels. Clooney's easy-going charm still paints him as the leader--let's face it, he is the one would probably would have been in the real Rat Pack back in the day. Yet, this time out, it is almost a ceremonial title, because Danny is only one element in a well-oiled machine. If this is the final Ocean's movie, saving the best for last is a wonderful way to go out.
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Clay Smith, The Insider
...a winner...hits the jackpot...pure fun...pays off big time...a funny, fast-paced action-adventure!
David Edelstein, New York Magazine
It's so money! It's so fun!
Keith Phipps, The Onion A.V. Club
The pleasure here, as before, comes from watching skilled professionals team up for a job well done.
Mark Bell, Film Threat
An over-the-top celebrity cartoon of cool and a tilt-a-whirl of fun.
Peter Rainer, Christian Science Monitor
The star wattage is immense but the stars themselves are refreshingly self-deprecating, almost satirically so.
Richard Roeper, Ebert & Roeper
Two Thumbs Up.
Todd McCarthy, Variety
...continues the breezy good times of the first two series entries without missing a beat.