Sunday, December 12, 2004

Ocean's Twelve... drowning in disappointment...

What do you do if you have a stunning star cast, a wildly succesful movie and a rather dumb and jobless audience? You make a lousy sequel.

That's all I found Ocean's 12 to be. A brazen attempt to cash in on the big names and the success of Ocean's 11. Even allowing for the fact that the first movie was a remake of a 1960 Frank Sinatra movie, it rocked for its sparkling humour, fine direction and cool storyline and screenplay. O12 is very pointless in most parts and quite a letdown in the end. This time, they're 'doing' Europe. You think the movie is really getting someplace, but at the end when you realise exactly why everything is as it is in the story, you begin to wonder why you watched it at all...

There are a lot of unanswered questions (ok, I ask a lot more questions than the average cinegoer but hey, where are the answers?). Several scenes lack logic - just wait till you watch how NightFox gets past the lasers. And the futility of the plot struck me with great force right in that sensitive spot above the bridge of my nose and between my eyes. A weaker man would have screamed. I merely glowered at the screen and squeezed the ticket to a pulp. A waste of 60 bucks and an inauspicious start to the hols (insofar as we have hols; college reopens on the 13th...)

Good things about O12: It's funny in parts. In parts. Catherine Zeta Jones looks stunningly awesome, especially with short hair. George Clooney is as debonair as ever. And the music is brilliant!

But thats about it. If you really want to watch the movie, I suggest you get a CD.

(Sorry, I could resist the pathetic pun in the title, or the awkward alliterations in this silly sentence.)

2 comments:

Anjana said...

Thanks for the warning!

AC said...

And now u know why!