Light-fingered motorbike daredevil Crunch Calhoun (Russell) has always had an eye for an 'investment' opportunity in the art world. When he gets wind of a priceless historical book, he signs up Nicky (Dillon) and comes up with a plan that will soon lands them in deep.
Mostly away from screens since Death Proof’s Stuntman Mike, a comfortably leathery Kurt Russell returns in this blithely unambitious caper flick. Russell’s ex-con heist artist is tempted into an adventure involving his estranged brother (Matt Dillon), a forged manuscript and a gormless “apprentice” (Jay Baruchel). Under the film’s slick trappings, it’s sloppy and generic, though with a healthy number of laughs — a naughty art installation rivals one in The Grand Budapest Hotel. But what lifts the film into three-stardom is Terence Stamp, in a predictably elegant support role as a thief set to catch the other crooks.
Conventional to an almost eye-watering degree, this could have used a little more effort to subvert the genre - and a little more Terence Stamp.