When ruthless casino boss, Willy Bank (Al Pacino), scams heist veteran Reuben Tishkoff (Elliot Gould) and seemingly causes him to have a heart attack, Danny Ocean (George Clooney) and the rest of the gang vow to get justice for their friend. At first, Danny gives Willy a chance to do the right thing, however he refuses, so Danny is left with no choice but to get even by taking him down. How? By going after what means most to Willy in this world – his darling casino. The only problem is they don’t have the funds to pull it off, so Danny turns to Terry Benedict (Andy Garcia), the casino owner whom they have cheated twice before, who agrees to finance the operation provided they steal what Willy cherishes above all else – even his casino – the award it is a shoe-in for.
Obviously Ocean’s Thirteen is the third and final instalment in the Ocean’s trilogy, and personally I can’t think of a better way to finish the job off. Admittedly, the only reason I decided to watch this one and Ocean’s Twelve was because of dearest Al – other than that, I was more than happy to just leave my Ocean’s experience with the first film, but I’m glad I watched the rest of the franchise because they are worth it, despite what many critics may say.
Clooney was his usual charming self as Danny. Again, he was a joy to watch as he got his band of merry men together to seek justice for their friend, and the plan and they came up with had the same usual magic that the first two did.
Pacino as Willy was brilliant. I don’t know exactly what it is, but no matter what character he plays, Pacino always has a certain aura about him that quietly warns not to mess with him. That element was present in Willy and I loved it. There was also the usual charm that Pacino never seems to lose, and it certainly doesn’t go amiss here.
Andy Garcia made his third appearance as Terry Benedict – the victim of the boys’ first and second missions – but this time, Ocean’s gang and himself were forming an alliance to take down… well, you guessed it. I really liked the fact that Garcia and Pacino’s characters were facing off, but I nearly cried when it came to the little stand-off scene in Willy’s casino. Honestly, I don’t think I’ve ever been so emotionally touched by a scene in my life. It was basically The Godfather Part III all over again, Vincent Mancini and Michael Corleone in yet another power struggle. It was fabulous and it made my day.
There was, of course, the usual line-up in the old rag-tag bunch, but there was somebody missing. Julia Roberts. Her role of Tess was really enjoyable for me in Eleven and Twelve, and so I missed seeing her finishing the trilogy with everybody else.
All in all, I really enjoyed Ocean’s Thirteen, and the Ocean’s trilogy as a whole, and I thought that this was a truly wonderful way to bring it all to an end – Soderbergh definitely saved the best cast until last.