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| Jason Statham | ... | ||
| Saffron Burrows | ... | ||
| Stephen Campbell Moore | ... | ||
| Daniel Mays | ... | ||
| James Faulkner | ... |
Guy Singer
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| Alki David | ... | ||
| Michael Jibson | ... | ||
| Georgia Taylor | ... | ||
| Richard Lintern | ... | ||
| Peter Bowles | ... | ||
| Alistair Petrie | ... | ||
| Hattie Morahan | ... | ||
| Julian Lewis Jones | ... |
Snow
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| Andrew Brooke | ... |
Quinn
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Rupert Frazer | ... |
Lord Drysdale
(as Rupert Fraser)
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Business is slow for Terry Leather, a London car dealer, married with children. He's an artful dodger, so Martine, a former model with a thing for him, brings him her scheme: a bank's alarm is off for a couple weeks, so let's tunnel into the vault. He assembles a team, not realizing her real goal is a safe-deposit box with compromising photos of a royal: she needs the photos to trade for avoiding a jail sentence - and MI-5, or is it MI-6, is pulling the strings two steps removed. A Trinidadian thug, a high-end bordello owner, and a pornographer also have things stored in the vault, so the break-in threatens many a powerful personage. Is there any way these amateurs can pull it off? Written by <jhailey@hotmail.com>
Film-making at it's finest.
Nothing loud and boisterous. No over-stylized cinematography, pointless set-pieces, cheesy dialogue, or over-flowing emotions.
A perfect example of why the finest movie-making talent in Hollywood is British. And possibly the best caper movie of recent times.
Had this been from Hollywood, every fine detail of the complex subtext in the story would have been blown apart. Instead, everything is under-played, the characters are superbly realistic and believable, and the script sharp as a pin. And the cast is a brilliant ensemble.
Worth many repeated viewings for the subtle humour and to get the most out of the twisting plot developements.