Oddly hard to watch, considering the bevy of watchable movie stars in the large cast. At least this episode has a coherent plot, an improvement over the muddle that was Ocean’s 12.
Shame on Steven Soderburgh, a hugly talented director given a massive budget and raft of mega-stars, and all he creates is a movie with less charm than an episode of Vegas or Dan Tanna. The Ocean’s franchise is supposed to be a James Bond-like high gloss, high style romp. Instead, after three episodes now, the style is nothing but skin deep since any wit and charm are nowhere to be found.