Description
Hotshot gambler Jake Green is long on bravado and seriously short of common sense. Rarely is he allowed in any casino because he's a bona fide winner and, in fact, has taken so much money over the years that he's the sole client of his accountant elder brother, Billy. Invited to a private game, Jake is in fear of losing his life.
The other half is crap.
As a result, he is an average man.
The cast is also great, even Statham was given not just the role of a cool, emotionless guy, but the opportunity to play.
Well, what I didn't like was that this very philosophy is presented as clumsily as possible, brought to the fore, while the plot suffers greatly, every time I want to shout that I realized that it's all inside a person, stop chewing it up, but everything goes on, and the criminal drama crumbles.
It's fun as an experiment, but I wouldn't reconsider it. And something tells me that the film was shot on some wave of popularity of Buddhism in Hollywood.
"I'm a cold sweat on Jack's forehead." "I'm Jack's utter equanimity." "I'm a sharp sense of Jack's alienation." "I am Jack's grinning revenge."
It's nice to finally meet this Jack. I didn't anticipate the plot of the film much, but then I was unpleasantly surprised when I already knew the direction of the plot at Mr. Gold's performance.