Warning: This review contains the analysis of
"Ocean's Twelve." My advice: If you plan to see the movie (which I don't
recommend at all), hold off on reading the review until afterward.
There are movies which are produced for the sake of art. On the other hand, there are
movies of which the main purpose is to make money. In the second type of movie, in
general, the director brings together charismatic actors and actresses in order to draw
attention away from the holes in the script and focus it on the cast instead.
Unfortunately, “Ocean's Twelve” is one of those.
Although I expected just the opposite, “Ocean's Twelve” is a below-average film.
Director Steven Soderbergh relies solely on the charm of the actors and actresses. Rather
than an exciting or thrilling sequel to the preceding movie, “Ocean’s Twelve” is all
about behavior, dialogue, and stars. I can definitely state that I didn’t enjoy the
film. Here are some of the reasons.
First, the cheap and disconnected dialogues cast a huge shadow on the movie. The whole
thing is like a Friday night talk show. The players do nothing except engage in
meaningless chat with each other. They are like supermodels, simply showing up with
different costumes in different scenes. There is no sense of creative story writing.
Secondly, even the few moments of the film that seem to have some sense of plot are
basically a production for show business. Julia Roberts plays Tess, who is, in the movie,
said to resemble the real Julia Roberts. [Maybe because they're the same person, ha?:-)]
Tess is recruited to participate in a robbery, where her part consists of acting as if she
is Julia Roberts. This scene is very boring.
Thirdly, there’s a scene where George Clooney wastes a lot of time trying to convince
himself that he doesn't look like he’s 50 years old. (He's actually 44.) In order to do
this, he asks his eleven friends (Ocean's Eleven), “Do I look like I'm 50?” But the
truth is, no one cares how old he looks; he just seems extremely stupid with that lousy
script.
One interesting point is that the movie both starts and ends with Catherine Zeta-Jones. At
the beginning, a very attractive image of her is shown on the silver screen behind the
title. At the end, she laughs beautifully, and then her image slowly becomes frozen and
blurry. Actually, almost all of the scenes revolve around her. It's a like a fashion show:
Zeta-Jones’ Spring/Summer 2005.
In conclusion, I can honestly state that the whole movie seems like a puppet show, in
which Soderbergh selects two puppets (players) at a time, picks them up and has them talk
to each other. During the first half, for a second,
I thought my grandma was telling me a bedtime story. My eyelids were slowly closing as the
movie proceeded. During the ten-minute break, I left the theatre to wash my face, hoping
I'd find an engrossing development in the second half of the story. But it was even worse…
Although there were scenes where I laughed, most of the time
I couldn’t stop thinking, “Everybody (Ocean’s Twelve) is laughing and having a good
time except, well, me.” Have fun and stay cool…
Rating (out of 5):
Atilla Karakurum (IE/IV)
atilla_karakurum@yahoo.com
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