For the first part at least, this movie is more a comedy than a gritty crime movie, as were Jo Pevney, Marvin Chomsky or Jerry Hopper's features. The second part, on the other hand, is not a comedy anymore. But that was a choice from gifted director Bill Friedkin, no doubt about it. How could it be something else than a joke? See for yourself, Brink's security complex facility where any one can enter to as in a simple bakery. As we say in France, as easy as into a windmill. It is purely laughable. In France, and I guess in any country in the world, such places are as strong places as a submarine base or an atomic bomb shelter, with armored entry locks every where, two meters thick concrete walls, hundreds of video cameras and I don't even speak of the number of armed guards....But that remains a good time waster, pulled by an excellent Peter Falk at his best.
Review of The Brink's Job
