An ultra-slow first half didn't bode well for Russel Crowe's latest shabby chic performance in The Next 3 Days.
His wife is arrested for allegedly murdering her boss, and she spends 3 years in jail before Crowe realizes she's never getting out. He therefore sets about doing what any decent husband would do in the same position, planning a robbery to raise the money for their life on the run, and then plotting her jailbreak.
For a school teacher he does an excellent job of procuring a gun, false passports and drivers license, holding up a gang of drug dealers and stealing tons o' loot.
The second half - the heist, the breakout and the escape - are really absorbing, and without totally giving it all away, his not-at-all-school-teacher-ish planning and execution are really put to the test.
An exciting movie, and well worth circling the parking garage for 20 minutes trying to find a space on the busiest shopping day of the year.
I don't know if the fact that both our wives are in other countries this week - Beverley is in Tenerife and Pavey is in England - made me think about how far I'd go to spring my better half. And yes, I'd blow up a Meth Lab for her.
You can't say fairer than that can you?
You can't say fairer than that can you?
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