Not as intelligent as it thinks it is.
This would be true if the films producers intended to create something intelligent, but Runner Runner is textbook sex-money-thriller, with a spot of online gambling thrown in to keep it relevant, and nobody involved with its production thinks it's intelligent.
The film stars Justin Timberlake and Ben Affleck, who have to make money somehow I suppose, but the best line in the film is reserved for token-black-FBI agent, played unremarkably by Anthony Mackie.
"That's what you say to someone who is stupid. Do you think I'm stupid."
Hey, you read my mind. Whoever wrote this script definitely thinks we're stupid.
The film's female characters deserve attention, not for their acting but the way they're shamelessly draped across every scene, like a bikini stretched over a pair of perky, artificially enhanced tits, just to remind everyone watching it's a man's world at the top.
Runner Runner falls into the rapidly growing category of post-GFC films attempting to relate to the millions of Americans left unemployed and out on their ass because Lehman Brothers went all in with their savings and lost, yet it does nothing but rehash the embarrassingly outdated idea that anyone with a few brains and determination can 'make it in America'.
That Hollywood can still serve up this undercooked, horse-sh*t film and call it a 'smart, sexy thriller' makes me want to crash my car off a bridge.
'Making it' in this economy is hard enough without wasting any of your time on this worthless mind slop. Save your money, Runner Runner is a losing bet.
This would be true if the films producers intended to create something intelligent, but Runner Runner is textbook sex-money-thriller, with a spot of online gambling thrown in to keep it relevant, and nobody involved with its production thinks it's intelligent.
The film stars Justin Timberlake and Ben Affleck, who have to make money somehow I suppose, but the best line in the film is reserved for token-black-FBI agent, played unremarkably by Anthony Mackie.
"That's what you say to someone who is stupid. Do you think I'm stupid."
Hey, you read my mind. Whoever wrote this script definitely thinks we're stupid.
The film's female characters deserve attention, not for their acting but the way they're shamelessly draped across every scene, like a bikini stretched over a pair of perky, artificially enhanced tits, just to remind everyone watching it's a man's world at the top.
Runner Runner falls into the rapidly growing category of post-GFC films attempting to relate to the millions of Americans left unemployed and out on their ass because Lehman Brothers went all in with their savings and lost, yet it does nothing but rehash the embarrassingly outdated idea that anyone with a few brains and determination can 'make it in America'.
That Hollywood can still serve up this undercooked, horse-sh*t film and call it a 'smart, sexy thriller' makes me want to crash my car off a bridge.
'Making it' in this economy is hard enough without wasting any of your time on this worthless mind slop. Save your money, Runner Runner is a losing bet.