Gone In Sixty Seconds

I can appreciate technical expertise but wasn't even really shown how these people steal cars so easily. Action, violence and crime are fine in film, depending on the context.

Gone In Sixty Seconds tells of Memphis Raines (Nicholas Cage), a retired master car theif, who's forced back into business by a fence called Calitri played by British actor Christopher Eccleston.

Memphis must steal 50 suave cars in a single night in order to gain the rescue of his little, wayward brother Kip (Giovanni Ribisi). Memphis recruits an odd ball crew to work the "boosts", which includes Sway (Angelina Jolie).

Assorted others in a character list too stereotyped and too vague to fully mention include Vinnie Jones as The Sphinx, Chi McBride as Donny, Robert Duvall as Otto and Will Patton as Atley.

The good guys, if you don't count Memphis and his mates as being the worthy car thief citizens they are painted to be, are represented by Delroy Lindo and Timothy Olyphant as the detectives on the trail.

As is usual in these sorts of films the plot is only a set up for car chases and action scenes. Depending on criteria I don't have any idea about, Gone In Sixty Seconds could well be a paradise for petrol heads, even if it doesn't make good sense.

It certainly glorifies successful car thievery, Memphis approaches God like status at times, and Cage fits in well in this regard, striding about in his leather jacket. His drawl defines a particular type of Hollywood street credibility.

Angelina Jolie is heavily promoted in the promotional scenes but has a relatively minor role. She's just fluff; a sexual plaything; one of the boy's toys.

Gone In Sixty Seconds was produced by Jerry Bruckheimer who's C.V. includes Top Gun, Crimson Tide, Bad Boys, The Rock, Con Air and Armageddon. At least we knew what to expect.