LOGAN LUCKY
CRIME still pays for Oscarwinning film-maker Steven Soderbergh, director of Ocean’s Eleven and its sequels, in a criminally entertaining caper, which sacrifices plausibility for quirky characters and generous belly laughs.
The unlikely masterminds of Logan Lucky are downtrodden redneck brothers with a hare-brained scheme.
Rebecca Blunt’s lean script engineers unexpected twists and some slickly orchestrated set-pieces within a compact two-hour running time.
Similarities to Soderbergh’s other films are inevitable and Blunt playfully addresses the issue via a TV news report, which cutely nicknames the attempted robbery “Ocean’s 7-Eleven”, referencing the chain of 24-hour convenience stores across America.
Channing Tatum and Adam Driver are a winning combination as the blue collar thieves, who believe they can outwit the authorities, aided by a colourful supporting turn from a heavily tattooed Daniel Craig and a hit-or-miss southern accent.
His exaggerated drawl is pitch perfect, however, next to Seth MacFarlane’s portrayal of an obnoxious British billionaire.
Vowels and consonants are strangled to the toe-curling limit. He is the film’s glaring comic misfire.
Construction worker Jimmy Logan (Tatum), a one-time star footballer waylaid by injury, loses his job on the