It’s three years since the Belagio heist and the casino owner demands his money back plus interest. Since Ocean’s Twelve can’t work in the US ( something about the safe crackers union) they journey to Europe, with the reluctant wife and conflicted Interpol agent in tow. And that’s about all there is to this movie.

They say twelve is the new eleven. Well, I’ll just have to try that logic on my next trip to the bank. Ocean’s Twelve is top heavy on stars, strong on humor and light on plot. The chemistry between Clooney and Roberts, Pitt and Douglas is lukewarm. Maybe a four way love trist might’ve spiked things up a notch.

I see why stars bend over backwards to be in movies like this. Big ensemble casts diffuse box office pressure and accountability. With so many big names involved, no one star is on the screen too much, thus no one individual is responsible. Sort of like Congress.

What’s good about Oceans 12

1) Bernie Mac has less screen time than the flexible gymnast

2) Casey Affleck has less screen time than in Oceans 11

3) Julia Roberts plays herself – which is not really that different than any other role she’s done, but this feels more honest

4) Cameras are in focus

5) Matt Damon is funny as a doofus.

Verdict: DVD rental or cable. Nothing is lost on the leap to the small screen.