Nothing like a heist comedy with completely tissue thin characters, a lackluster script, no tension to the events or desire to see any character succeed. Sam Rockwell is naturally charismatic but there is just nothing but snarky lines for him to glom onto here, the best of which I imagine were improv. Aside from those bits, the script is stuck in that post Reservoir Dogs/Pulp Fiction glamorization without the tennis paced back and forth repartee.
Nothing like a heist comedy with completely tissue thin characters, a lackluster script, no tension to the events or desire to see any character succeed. Sam Rockwell is naturally charismatic but there is just nothing but snarky lines for him to glom onto here, the best of which I imagine were improv. Aside from those bits, the script is stuck in that post Reservoir Dogs/Pulp Fiction glamorization without the tennis paced back and forth repartee.
