Today we toddled along to the cinema and saw Ocean’s Thirteen. George Clooney, Brad Pitt and the rest of the gang together again to pull off another amusing caper. This time for revenge against a casino and hotelier Willie Bank (Al Pacino) after he pulls a fast one on Ruben.
Consistent laughs throughout, and an impressive pace help this movie along. I didn’t see 12, but I did see 11 and this kept the same sort of style but with a bit more of a tongue in cheek attitude that suited the film well, I think. Not too serious with itself, which I suppose in a third of a series is a trap you could easily fall into. Worth a look.
In real life, it seems that the flooding situation has become a bit chaotic in the south west, with lots of people left without power or even running water, due mainly to overwhelmed treatment centres. Meanwhile, sales of Harry Potter’s last adventure have swelled Rowling’s bank account nicely, with over 11 million sold in the first day. That’s a large number of books, considering the percentage of people in the world that don’t or can’t read.
