For longer than you’d think, “The Big Bounce” coasts on the shaggy charm of Owen Wilson. Wandering around Hawaii, Jack Ryan (Wilson) is unable to work up the energy to turn down any felony that passes by. His slightly more proactive libido guides him towards Nancy Hayes (Sara Foster).
Cast primarily because she looks great in a bikini (or less), Foster equals Owen Wilson in the sun-drenched drifter department. She’s unfortunately tasked with carrying “The Big Bounce” as a femme fatale. This proposition fails partly because she undersells pertinent dialogue, mostly because of the disposable heist supposedly at the center of the film.
The heist predictably involves a pile of pathetically guarded money, a hidden key, and some other stuff. It could very well be straightforward, but its introduction, planning, and execution are, just like the rest of the film, excessively lazy. At one point, Walter Crewes (Morgan Freeman) has to stop mid-heist to explain to his partner in crime, in careful detail, exactly what’s going on, who’s working with whom, and why anybody cares. It still doesn’t make any sense.
Earlier in “The Big Bounce,” Walter takes an interest in Jack and offers him a job. Jack hangs out on the beach, occasionally repairing flirtatious guests’ showerheads. He has a salary and a spacious bungalow of his own. Why couldn’t he just stay here for awhile?
Cast primarily because she looks great in a bikini (or less), Foster equals Owen Wilson in the sun-drenched drifter department. She’s unfortunately tasked with carrying “The Big Bounce” as a femme fatale. This proposition fails partly because she undersells pertinent dialogue, mostly because of the disposable heist supposedly at the center of the film.
The heist predictably involves a pile of pathetically guarded money, a hidden key, and some other stuff. It could very well be straightforward, but its introduction, planning, and execution are, just like the rest of the film, excessively lazy. At one point, Walter Crewes (Morgan Freeman) has to stop mid-heist to explain to his partner in crime, in careful detail, exactly what’s going on, who’s working with whom, and why anybody cares. It still doesn’t make any sense.
Earlier in “The Big Bounce,” Walter takes an interest in Jack and offers him a job. Jack hangs out on the beach, occasionally repairing flirtatious guests’ showerheads. He has a salary and a spacious bungalow of his own. Why couldn’t he just stay here for awhile?
All the pictures of this movie are boring, so here's a volcano.
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