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the master criminal versus the master cop! one super funny thing in "high tech" movies is the nearly constant gibberish as dialogue. no time is actually going to be taken to explain some intricate stock trading deal, so instead there's this nonsense chatter spoken with great solemnity. it reminds me of this game we played in drama class in which one pretended to be an Expert on wine or insoles or whatever the fuck.

the movie's super beautiful, and the final scene with the light going nuts bcause of the planes landing (is that really what happens in airports? stunning) and so the shadows shifting and mucking up their positions as they edge around, i mean, what a gorgeously tense set up. 

there's basically one good idea in this movie and it knows it so it repeats it like 8 times, and that is that if you're a master criminal you gotta be ready to drop anything and everything in 30 seconds. the corollary's that the cops chasing them gotta have a similar willingness, and so there's this lonely kinship between them. there's lots of 3rd rate poetic moping about lost love because mr. super cop is too wrapped up with the wicked people and the dead. the action sequences are thrillingly intricate; it's beautiful watching people do things perfectly. anyway. not much.