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Following the theft of a highly-secured piece of artwork, an agent convinces her insurance agency employers to allow her to wriggle into the company of an aging but active master thief. Connery's burglar takes her on suspiciously and demands rigorous training before their first job together--stealing a highly-valued mask from a chichi party. Their deepening attraction and distrust could tear apart their partnership but the promise of a bigger prize (some eight billion odd dollars) by Zeta-Jones keeps the game interesting. Only, who's playing with whom? Written by
The film came in $2 million below its budget. Co-producer Rhonda Tollefson credits this to Producer Sean Connery's thrifty Scottish ways. Connery drove his own car instead of hiring a driver and flew on commercial planes instead of using private ones so that all the money would show up onscreen. See more »
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I'm never late. If I'm late it's because I'm dead.
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I had a chance to see this and Clint's "True Crime" on successive evenings on hotel ppv while on vacation. This movie is a sad example of the triumph of glitz in Hollywood "product". Connery sleepwalks through his role. Catherine Zeta-Jones' acting abilities range from A to B (pace Dorothy Parker). The plot devices strain credibility at every turn, and the makers of the film must have missed class on the day they went over "character development". The whole movie is overlaid with a brittle layer of cold, lifeless, glossy techno-sheen. "True Crime", while no masterpiece, is at least a real story with real people. This is contemporary moviemaking at its worst.
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