Cannes review: 'Ocean's Thirteen'

Bottom Line: A spirited wrap for the often engaging series of far-fetched caper films.

CANNES -- Rolling the dice for a third time in "Ocean's Thirteen," Steven Soderbergh and his team beat the odds. Final chapters of trilogies invariably suffer from lameness. This, of course, already transpired in the "Ocean's Twelve," where subplots misfired and the script resorted to all sorts of slight-of-hand trickery.

The new film returns to Las Vegas and does recapture much of the spirit of the original film. Of course, after six years and two films, a new film can no longer have the bracing freshness of "Ocean's Eleven." Then again, the film doesn't need to waste time explaining everyone's role. We know how these heist-masters operate. Familiarity will also breed solid boxoffice for the film both domestically and internationally as many will want to catch these cool men in cool clothes shaking down Vegas as you only wish you could.

This time, in a clever script by Brian Koppelman & David Levien (who wrote the poker drama "Rounders"), the heist is for friendship. It seems a sleazy hotel and casino operator with the name of Willie Bank, played by Al Pacino, has suckered Ocean's friend and mentor Reuben Tishkoff (Elliott Gould) so badly that he was rushed to ICU with a critical heart condition.

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