Better yet, Ocean’s 13 or 12 or fourteen, I don’t know, the latest in the series.
Saw the afternoon version, and really, for an afternoon’s entertainment, at the matinee price? Well worth it to me. What I liked best was the pacing. No, what I liked best was the clever dialogue. No, what I liked was the double-entendre. No, what I liked best the location. Locations. No, what I liked best was the way the movie rolled along. Didn’t blow me away, but then, it did have smooth lines. It was a Vegas movie without the Vegas frenetic activism. Yeah, and I didn’t expect any high-brow art. Which just made it better.
Unrelated:
Oceans away.
Two Meat Tuesday (the book)
(cure for the common horoscope)
Bexar County Line
