And for a while there, the film undeniably does feel like a carbon copy of Ocean's Eleven - complete with introductory sequences for each of the characters.
The good thing is that the script brings Danny Ocean (George Clooney) and the rest of his gang back to Las Vegas, where the whole idea began in 1960 with the original Ocean's Eleven, created by Frank Sinatra and his brat pack as a vehicle for showing what fun it was to belong among the naughtiest boys in the class.
A sequel to 2001's entertaining "Ocean's Eleven," the film was fraternity filmmaking that featured mainstream actors snubbing their noses at mainstream moviemaking in a movie ironically targeted for the mainstream.
If the overstuffed caper comedies “Ocean’s Eleven” and “Twelve” lacked for anything, it was an adversary villainous enough to hold his own against Danny Ocean, and an actor formidable enough to hold the screen opposite George Clooney, who plays the series’ charming bandit.
The Ocean movies (2001's Ocean's Eleven and 2004's Ocean's Twelve) have never been hard to look at, but director Steven Soderbergh's third run at the heist formula seems to be a case of practice making perfect.
No, Steven Soderbergh’s third film in the adventures of Danny Ocean (George Clooney) and company doesn’t quite measure up to Ocean’s Eleven (2001), but that’s no disgrace since that film was an entertainment so nearly perfect as to almost cross over into the realm of a great movie by any standard.