I saw this movie at the 2002 Cannes Film Festival with several of the film's main stars in attendance. About an internal bank robbery, the idea is comically interesting, but the screenplay is dull and the acting really fell short. Alicia Silverstone is stuck in airhead-land; Woody Harrelson's attempt at slapstick comedy is just plain goofy; Rachel Leigh Cook overdoes her performance by exaggerating her facial expressions and motorcycle rebel character; finally, Paulo Costanzo was like Jerry Seinfeld trying to be serious. One of the best parts about the film was its opening credits, with one name appearing in the form of a tattoo.
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