Film

Ocean's Eleven

Name: Ocean's Eleven
Genre: Thriller, Crime
Released: 2001
Cast: George Clooney, Brad Pitt, Andy Garcia, Matt Damon, Julia Roberts

Ocean's Eleven is glossy, effortless cool cinema — a heist movie that cares more about swagger and rhythm than suspense. Soderbergh assembles the best-looking cast in Hollywood, films Vegas like a magic trick, and lets the plan unfold with jazzy confidence. It's for anyone who wants their crime story to feel like a martini: smooth, a little show-offy, over almost too soon.

TMDb rating

7.5

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