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Gone in 60 Seconds

Release Date: 
06/09/2000
Star Rating: 
★★★
All the elements are in place: A shady anti-hero looking to go legit, a dark past that won’t stay buried, an evil villain with a strange obsession (furniture—don’t ask), cops, guns, and a ticking clock. With every tiresome crime movie cliché present and accounted for, why is Gone in 60 Seconds so much goddam fun?

In a word: speed. Not just fast cars, but a straightforward plot that zips through two hours in what feels like, well, 60 seconds. Reformed “Greatest Car Thief of All Time” Randall “Memphis” Raines (Nicolas Cage) has 24 hours to steal 50 exotic cars in order to save his brother’s sorry ass, and, well, that’s about it. Buckle your seat belt and you’re off. The plot is light, the action is stylish, and the laughs are many.

The entire cast seems to be enjoying themselves so much, it’s hard not to play along. Robert Duvall is a classic Zen Master Thief, Delroy Lindo is a perfect foil for Cage, and Christopher Eccleston, as the villain, makes an impression in the brief screen time he commands. While other actresses in a guy movie might be subjected to a gratuitous shower scene, this movie instead has what might be the first gratuitous lipstick-application scene—and since the lips in question belong to Angelina Jolie, we ain’t complainin’. Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels badass Vinnie Jones steals the show as a sort of Silent Bob-meets-The Terminator character. The cars are terrific, by the way, and motorheads will have 50 reasons to drool. But the formula works just as well for guys who can’t tell a Hurst Shifter from a Hertz Rent-A-Car. When the movie’s over, just pray your vehicle’s still in the parking lot.