Review of Ocean's Thirteen

I loved Ocean's Eleven, it was a wonderfully tight fun movie with great music and a simple plot. Twelve was an utter disaster with a mess of a plot, terrible pacing and pretty bad acting too. I wasn't expecting much from Thirteen.

You do have to wonder why Soderbergh keeps making these movies. It is totally formulaic, he is not pushing the style or the format forward one-inch. He seems to have forgotten why the first was so great.

Here I am five days after watching Thirteen and I'm having difficulty remembering what it was all about. Oh yes, Elliott Gould's character, Reuben Tishkoff is ripped off by nasty piece of work Willie Bank (played by Al Pacino). He suffers a heart attack. The Ocean team decide to get revenge and bring in Terry Benedict who they ripped off in a previous movie. 

Blah blah, twists and turns. Impossible, not impossible. Chunnel tunnelling machine. Ellen Barkin in the worst role she has ever had. Will they, won't they. Hurrah, they all lived happily ever after.

I lost interest after 45 minutes or so. The acting was flat, the music boring and there was no zing from it at all. But it was still less bad than the second one. Poor Elliot Gould couldn't even be bothered keep a consistent accent through the movie he was so bored.

Only watch if you are stuck on a plane with nothing else to do.