This movie was so bad that it is hard to believe David Mamet wrote and directed it. the dialogue feels like Mamet with some intriguing one-liners, but that's the only decent thing about the film. The plot is awful. It's one heist after another after another. And that's it. There's nothing in between and nothing before or after. It's all heists. How much fun can that be? Not much. There are so many twists that you stop caring. Not just that, you stop trusting and believing. If you don't believe something then you are not going to be surprised when it turns out to be a lie. That's the way this movie makes you feel. I loved Wild Things because it caught you off gaurd with its twists. This movie tries to catch you off gaurd but doesnt even come close. You have your guard on, knowing that the twists are going to come. My big complaint was that the story had no emotion. Nobody to trust or to care about. Nobody who cared about anyone else. It was like watching total emptiness. How did Mamet, a genious who made Glengarry Glenn Ross and The Spanish Prisoner, make this crap?
