ocean's thirteen

my fuzzy wuzzy friend timmy came over to me yesterday. he actually lives outside of stockholm, in a small town with around 3000 people in it. since we both had been out the night before, we couldn't really go out again. not fit for the fight, so to say. but we did catch a movie instead. and saw ocean's 13.

ocean's 13 is like the other oceans'. the same character, the same plot, the same wit. so, if you liked the other ones, then you'll definately like this one as well. in this movie, the gang's old boss reuben (elliott gold) get's suckered off a deal that results in a heartattack. so this time, it's about revenge and not about money or prestige. it is about prestige, however, for the man who screwed reuben. willy bank (al pacino) is building a new hotel in las vegas. he's famous for making different and high class, awardwinning hotels. but he messed with the wrong guy so to say.

the task the ocean's gang is trying to get away with this time is, of course, very difficult, if not impossible. but they try, they're smart and they... well, see the film. ;)

i like all of the ocean's movies, but this time, it felt like it was to perfect. even though it seemed impossible at first and people around them said it couldn't be done, the movie never expressed any real unachievable objects. set backs, yes, but the nerve-breaking, sweating; "shit, how the hell are they going to solve this?"-feeling never emerged.

personally, i would have wanted to see them really get set-backed in the last minute. i can't tell all the details, but i would have wanted al pacino's character a bulb brighter or 2. and in the end, when they tell how they pull the unexpected off, it just get's to much. they're perfect and they see, hear and know everything.

but still, they're the ocean's gang. and i like them.