SMOKIN’ ACES by Joe Carnahan
Las Vegas entertainer Buddy “Aces” Israel (Jeremy Piven) is about to testify against Mafia boss Primo Sparazza (Joseph Ruskin). The FBI overhears that Sparazza want’s Israel’s heart, and that unknown hitman “The Swede” is hired to do the job for 1 million dollars. FBI agents Messner (Ryan Reynolds) and Carruthers (Ray Liotta) are in charge to protect Israel, but it seems every crazy hitman in the USA somehow heard about the 1 million price tag as well, and dozens of professional killers are on their way to Israel’s (obviously not that secret) hiding place, and so is bail bondsman Jack Dupree (Ben Affleck) with his team. Looks like a bloody evening is to be expected …
What do you get when you take cult movies Pulp Fiction
And that’s exactly what Smokin’ Aces is.
A plot with holes the size of Big Voids, characters you don’t feel compelled to care about, and a “twist” that’s obvious 15 minutes into the movie, it’s hard to find anything good to say about Smokin’ Aces.
It’s not the actors’ fault (some of them even manage to make two-dimensional characters out of the one-dimensionally scripted ones), but charged with and found guilty of waste of valuable celluloid is writer and director Joe Carnahan.
A visual ray of light in this unholy piece of celluloid: Alicia Keys
Smokin Aces Movie Trailer
