Ocean’s Thirteen

Where are the women? Anyone who has seen Mr. Danny Ocean’s latest adventure seems to be asking the obvious question. Unlike the previous two, Ocean’s Thirteen lacks just the one thing which can make a movie click with its audience i.e. the presence of strong female characters. The absence of a Julia Roberts or a Zeta Jones lends the film an air of insipidness that lingers on even after one has made an exit.

In the third installment of Ocean’s saga, the protagonist, Danny and his gang have a score to settle with Willy Bank played superbly by the veteran actor Al Pachino, who has duped their friend and mentor Reuben Tishkoff, leaving him confined to a bed. And what better way to settle than by ‘relieving’ Willy Bank of all his money and his precious five diamond awards that he has won for each one of his Hotels.

As Willy Bank prepares to open his new hotel and casino, called ‘The Bank’, Danny cooks up a plan to carry out yet another successful heist with his loyalists, Rusty and Linus. A near impossible venture where almost everything seems to be going haywire but with a bit of luck, dash of charm and the moolah from their previous escapades the ‘Oceanites’( as it were) are successful in turning the tables.

To be fair to the Director’s effort, the Ocean ‘s Thirteen delivers suitably whatever it is that the audience expects from a typical ‘Ocean’ flick i.e. style, panache , slick editing , cool frames , smart one liners besides a reasonably engaging screenplay coupled with fine performances. However, if you are expecting more, then, my friend you are in for a bit of a stretchy and somewhat boring tale of thugs! On a scale of 1 to 10, this movie fares a score of 6. An entertaining piece of cinema nonetheless, with its share of laughs, it would be advisable to watch Ocean’s Thirteen for the mayhem and magic performed by mavericks, George Clooney and Brad Pitt.

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