Another celluloid smirk from Soderbergh and company--one that's actually better than its predecessor. Sure, it's got a flimsy premise and a redundant story. So why didn't I care? Because the pace is good, the performers are all spot on, the dialogue is sharp, and the visuals are particularly rich. And it ends in an orgy of self-satisfaction. Now, what could be more entertaining than that? In this case, nothing.
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