I’ve been a Kurt Russell fan since The Computer Wore Tennis Shoes, making him perhaps my favorite moviestar. He’s played Elvis, he’s played the last living man on a polar mission, he raised Kate Hudson after “marrying” my favorite comedienne Goldie Hawn and he’s still worth watching. Crunch Calhoun is classic Kurt Russell, even in his 60s. Add in Matt Dillon and The Art of the Steal doesn’t lack star power.
What it lacks is originality and purpose, beyond providing a star-vehicle for Russell & Dillon.
Yet writer-director Jonathan Sobol’s movie easily exceeds its low aspirations. It also has an LOL or two.
Never seen that woman before.
Before yesterday.
The movie peaks early, with Russell-in-jumpsuit doing Elvis moves. It’s a pity it can’t keep it up.
Kurt Russell plays Crunch Calhoun – classic Kurt Russell. Crunch is a Kurt kinda guy grown kinda old, a moviestar-role tailor-made for Kurt Russell. I first idolized him in The Computer Wore Tennis Shoes, then was taken with him as a man’s man in The Thing and a funny guy in Big Trouble In Little China. He pretty much needs to wear shades now, not cause his future’s so bright, but cause his road’s been so long.
Matt Dillon plays his half brother Nicky Calhoun. Dillon never reached Russell territory, but got pretty damn close, so he holds up his end of the hyper-masculine bargain.
Jonathan Sobol’s film is full of satisfying grins and occasional LOLs, even if it’s nothing more than a commercial vehicle.