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The third time really is a charm. Ocean’s 23, oops, Ocean’s Thirteen, is also a gas; it’s lighter than air, prettier than life, a romp, a goof and an attentively oiled machine [...]. One of the truths about Mr. Soderbergh is that while his heart and head seem to lean toward more rarefied film practices, he has over the years also mastered classic Hollywood techniques brilliantly.
Playing inside the box and out, he has learned to go against the grain while also going with the flow. In Ocean’s Thirteen he proves that in spades by using color like Kandinsky and hanging a funny mustache on Mr. Clooney’s luscious mug, having become a genius of the system he so often resists.

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