STARRING: Channing Tatum
Jimmy Logan (Tatum) is a big old West Virginia boy— he looks thicker than a meatloaf sandwich—but not altogether a good ol’ boy: he teams up with his hairdresser sister Mellie (Riley Keough) and bartender brother Clyde (Adam Driver, outfitted with a lobster-size prosthetic forearm) to rob a racetrack in Charlotte, North Carolina. The story involves money sluicing through pneumatic tubes, a jailed demolitions expert (Daniel Craig), vintage John Denver songs and, at one point, people playing horseshoes with toilet seats. Given such nonsense—plus a cast peppered with Katie Holmes, Hilary Swank and Dwight Yoakam— you wouldn’t be wrong if you thought this funny, slick-as-oil caper from director Steven Soderbergh sounded like a redneck riff on the films he made with Brad Pitt and George Clooney. Near the end you even hear the crime described as “Ocean’s 7-Eleven.” (Out now)
Craig is just as explosive as his Bond alter ego in Logan Lucky.