Ocean's Twelve
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They're back. And then some. Twelve is the new eleven when Danny Ocean and pals return in a sequel to the cool caper that saw them pull off a $160 million heist. But 160 million doesn't go as far as it used to. Not with everyone spending like sailors on leave. Not with a mysterious someone stalking Danny and crew. It's time to pull off another stunner of a plan?or plans. With locations including Amsterdam, Paris and Rome, the direction of Steven Soderbergh and the original cast plus Catherine Zeta-Jones and others, Twelve is your lucky number.
Product Details
- Amazon Sales Rank: #7025 in DVD
- Brand: WARNER HOME VIDEO
- Released on: 2005-04-12
- Rating: PG-13 (Parental Guidance Suggested)
- Aspect ratio: 2.35:1
- Formats: AC-3, Closed-captioned, Color, Dolby, Dubbed, DVD, Subtitled, Widescreen, NTSC
- Original language: Dutch, English, French, Italian
- Subtitled in: English, Spanish, French
- Dubbed in: French
- Number of discs: 1
- Dimensions: .22 pounds
- Running time: 125 minutes
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Editorial Reviews
Amazon.com
Like its predecessor Ocean's Eleven, Ocean's Twelve is a piffle of a caper, a preposterous plot given juice and vitality by a combination of movie star glamour and the exuberant filmmaking skill of director Steven Soderbergh (Out of Sight, The Limey). The heist hijinks of the first film come to roost for a team of eleven thieves (including the glossy mugs of Brad Pitt, Matt Damon, Bernie Mac, and Don Cheadle), who find themselves pursued not only by the guy they robbed (silky Andy Garcia), but also by a top-notch detective (plush Catherine Zeta-Jones) and a jealous master thief (well-oiled Vincent Cassel) who wants to prove that team leader Danny Ocean (dapper George Clooney) isn't the best in the field. As if all that star power weren't enough--and the eternally coltish Julia Roberts also returns as Ocean's wife--one movie star cameo raises the movie's combined wattage to absurd proportions. But all these handsome faces are matched by Soderbergh's visual flash, cunning editing, and excellent use of Amsterdam, Paris, and Rome, among other highly decorative locations. The whole affair should collapse under the weight of its own silliness, but somehow it doesn't--the movie's raffish spirit and offhand wit soar along, providing lightweight but undeniable entertainment. --Bret Fetzer
From The New Yorker
Let us (why not?) borrow a trope from Leon Trotsky: "Every man has a right to be stupid on occasion, but Comrade Soderbergh abuses the privilege." This mock caper movie jerks along in the same incoherent style as Steven Soderbergh's 2002 "Full Frontal," which was a mock art movie. Soderbergh and the producer Jerry Weintraub jammed a script by George Nolfi called "Honor Among Thieves" into the "Ocean's Eleven" formula, and the result is a sequel devoted to an insultingly silly premise: Andy Garcia, the Vegas cASINo owner whom the team ripped off in the first movie, wants his money back, so the boys have to steal other people's money in order to repay him; they then get into a competition with the greatest thief in Europe to lift a Fabergé egg from a Roman museum. Much narrative repetition and dishevelment follow, underlined by inept "spontaneous" camera work. The actors run numbers on each other's heads and hang out at George Clooney's actual villa on Lake Como; Bruce Willis shows up, trying to pretend he's in on the joke, and smirks his way through several awkward scenes. Soderbergh and the rest may be embarrassed by the artificiality of caper movies, but their way of expressing their uneASINess frustrates the audience's desire to enter into a harmless fantasy. In the end, everyone in the movie has fun except the people watching it. With the French star Vincent Cassell, who, evading some laser beams, does a cross between gymnastics and Tai Chi Chuan, and, in general, performs with professional skill. -David Denby
Copyright © 2006 The New Yorker
Customer Reviews
It's no Eleven!!
I was so excited to see this movie. Ocean's 11 was so fun and entertaining, but in 12 they were having so much fun making the movie that they forgot they were making a movie. The plot stinks and when they finally reveal to you how they did it, you feel like you were the one robbed. This movie would have been soo much better had they stuck to the original formula and not tried making a glorified home movie.
Don't Waste Your Money
This movie should never have been made. It was dull and unispiring. The acting seemed forced and rather then everyone playing a part, a few characters were seen through out and nothing more. If you truly liked Ocean's 11 then leave it at that. My personal recommendation is that you do not watch this movie and rather just stick with the first film. You will be better off by far.
Baddest of the bad sequels
So bad it was sad. Ocean's Twelve was exciting at the end, but that didn't make up for its confusing storyline and supercilious bigheaded plot. Please give me a break. The movie was so in love with itself, and its "stars" it distracted from the plot which was hard enough to follow anyway.
Clooney was actually good for once, maybe because his part was small. Julia Roberts looked horrible as Tess and should have sat this one out. Catherine Zeta-Jones looked gorgeous, but was too mature to play the love interest to Brad Pitt's Rusty character, and it was too hard to believe she'd throw away an entire life of crime-fighting to throw in with the thieves. Brat (oops was that a typo?) Pitt was arrogant and constantly had that smug grin that was inappropriate and out of place for the role.
Matt Damon, do yourself a favor and say no next time.




