Think I feel comfortable with this again? The best. Chronological. Constantly in flux.
Twelve is the new eleven.
Danny Ocean reunites with his old flame and the rest of his merry band of thieves in a caper concerning three huge heists in Rome, Paris and Amsterdam. But Europol agent Isabel Lahiri is hot on their heels.
the real heist was literally friendship
still a masterpiece
So this reminded me of that fat guy. You know, the one that orders the super size meals at McDonald's? And then asks for diet Coke?
A prime example of self-indulgence and delusional behaviour.
And after ordering he sits down somewhere perfectly content in his bubble of self induced bliss, clearly thinking he's having the time of his life.
And all we see is a fat guy with a smile on his face, wondering what the hell he's so happy about.
Elaborate theory why this movie is far better than most give it credit for at Criticwire - blogs.indiewire.com/criticwire/oceans-twelve-is-a-great-sequel
Yesterday evening I had a great time watching the first instalment in Steven Soderbergh’s Ocean trilogy, prompting me to have a go at its sequel today and reserving enough time to watch the series’ final entry tomorrow (so look out for another heist-movie review on tuesday). When I look at the IMDB-page of ‘Ocean’s Twelve’ I notice that it’s regarded as the least acclaimed and also the film the longest runtime (by a small margin) of the three. Indeed, when I then also read through the synopsis - “Danny Ocean reunites with his old flame and the rest of his merry band of thieves in a caper concerning three huge heists in Rome, Paris and Amsterdam, but Europol agent Isabel…
The first Ocean's film had a charm that wasn't just down to the starry cast and a director with flair. A complex plot that gripped you from the very off and culminated in a few welcome surprises, it had a script as dazzling as the bright lights of Las Vegas. Bringing the star names together in a playful mix of elaborate heist and comedy brought the dollars rolling in, so as expected a sequel wasn't long in coming.
Ocean's Twelve however suffers from trying to be far too clever. Moving the story to Europe and the cities of Amsterdam, Paris, Rome, and Monte Carlo, seemed like a vacation for the same eleven protagonists from Soderbergh's 2001 original. This time however…
Ocean's Twelve's story is admittedly ludicrous, but its made fun due to the feeling that everyone involved is aware of that fact, and the film still manages to make for an enjoyable sequel, retaining the witty dialogue, smooth direction, and terrific performances that made its predecessor work so well.
Has more plot holes than swiss cheese, but still funny and entertaining at some times. Zeta-Jones is absolutely fabulous.
Is it a little in love with itself? Yes. Does it jerk you around with the occasional scenes that plays out like the world's driest in joke? Also yes. Is it Matt Damon's best sun kissed, globe trotting, con artisting vacation romp since "The Talented Mr. Ripley"? Yes, again. Then surely you need this movie like we need more Vincent Cassel dancing through a perpetually moving series of lasers to steal a Fabrege egg. We all need that. We needed it in 2004 and on the eve of Trump's America we still need it.
The script here weighs down the entire project; it has none of the energy of its predecessor while taking too long to get going and to wrap up. The Julia Roberts segment is not as painful as I had remembered, though.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
I hated this movie when it first came out in theaters, but now as a Soderbergh enthusiast, I don't know if I could love it any more. Soderbergh is clearly having the time of his life here busting out every single stylistic technique in the book out and upending every expectation that comes with a sequel even going so far as to knock most of the main players out by locking them in jail.
I think what made a lot of people mad (myself included) when this first came out is that this isn't a heist movie but a con man movie. It may seem like a petty distinction to make but I think approaching it from that angle makes…
like ocean's 11 but on crack
Toller humor. Toller film
Clooney and gang crap out after riding high on 11.
I'm not sure why this got so much flack on its release. The whole gang is back along with a deliciously seductive Catherine Zeta-Jones anda nicely villainous Vincent Cassel
This is the one where Julia Roberts plays... well never mind and apart from the in-jokes in that regard there's a lovely bit where Don Cheadle talks about the need for authenticity of accents
Overall, it's almost as much of a hoot as the first one
Oceans 11 is one of my all-time favorites, but the middle film in this trilogy is certainly not impressive. At all.
I feel like the best way to describe this movie is that it is the film equivalent of a dream you might have after you watched Oceans 11 like 4 times while high on pot, as it would sound something like this:
“…And then they get the band back together! But this time it’s Tess too! and oh my god there’s this running joke that she looks like Julia Roberts, and then they run into Bruce Willis! And he thinks she’s Julia Roberts! and then the thief guy does this really cool dance! and that dance pleases the gods and lets him go through the lasers! So cool.”
It’s genuinely a crackfic version of the first movie.
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