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CONFIDENCE
A con artist tries to chisel the accountant
of a notably cruel, colorfully perverse crime lord.
CAST: Edward Burns, Dustin Hoffman, Andy Garcia, Rachel
Weisz, Paul Giamatti, Morris Chestnut, Luiz Guzman, Donal Logue,
Robert Forster, Robert Loggia, Elysia Skye, Franky G., Brian Van
Holt, Tom "Tiny"Lister Jr.
DIRECTOR: James Foley
"The
problems with Confidence are summed up by Mr. Burns's
performance, which is difficult to distinguish from any of his other
performances, except that his hair is shorter. The conviction of
his own infinite charm and intelligence is apparently so strong
that he need never manifest the slightest vulnerability, doubt or
complicated emotion anything, in other words, that might
be called acting. He is so glib and lazy as to make Ben Affleck
look like the young Dustin Hoffman. As for the older Mr. Hoffman,
he seems to be angling for a place in the middle-aged hambone pantheon
along with Christopher Walken and Al Pacino. His antic, gum-chewing
turn is pure throwaway shtick, but it shows up Mr. Burns, who in
their scenes together stands around flat-footed, basking in his
own cocky cuteness, which he, and the movie, persist in mistaking
for style." --A.O. Scott, The New York Times
"Just like The Sting, Confidence is
a seductive game in an artificial reality where high stakes battle
low morals for a middle ground. There are no good guys here, only
lovable rogues and eccentric villains, plus a few innocent bystanders
to act as suckers and pawns
Without reminding you of real life in any way, "Confidence"
zips along on its own internal logic
Burns, a Ben Affleck with
attitude, is perfectly cast as the cocky Jake, and offers a nice
stone-faced counterpart to Hoffman's comically affected King
as
pulp entertainment, Confidence is great fun and Foley's
first good movie since the very different Glengarry Glen Ross."
--Jack Mathews, The New York Daily News
"Given that the industry that is Hollywood has raised the con
to an art form, it's predictable that movie executives can't stay
away from tales of scams so super complicated a computer would have
trouble sorting things out
Confidence is more fake and
less convincing than its own con, a breath of stale air that likes
to pretend hard guys always have a witty answer to every question
and fatal bullets to the head leave tiny bloodless holes."
Kenneth Turan, The Los Angeles Times
"Jaunty,
cocky, smug, clever -- bodacious, even -- this con-man drama with
Edward Burns and a loathsomely smarmy Dustin Hoffman cuts quite
a swath for most of its running time. It's like David Mamet on growth
hormones
It's also Burns's best film since Saving Private
Ryan, and the first one in a long while where he's able to
conjure up pure charisma instead of the treacly sensitivity of his
recent outings. As for Hoffman, never have you wanted to strangle
him more: What a greasy manipulator, what a feral, calculating predator,
what an oozing miasma of threatened violence bubbling beneath that
sleazy surface
The key here is the dialogue, provided by Doug
Jung: It's fast, profane, funny, astringent and evocative."
--Stephen Hunter, The Washington Post
"Confidence is The Sting with bad posture
and questionable hygiene. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing. Filmed
in a washed-out bluish tint to enhance its drugstore paperback aura,
this latest down-and-dirty thriller by director James Foley ably
deploys its second-hand caper elements without caring whether you've
seen it all before
Burns is a pleasant surprise as a sharpie
who's in over his head after he and his gang of grifters scam the
wrong guy
bullying and flirting with Burns, Hoffman serves
up a thick slice of spiced ham, with just enough gristle to make
you wonder if, maybe, he's overdoing it just a tad. No matter. He's
clearly having fun
there are many times throughout Confidence
when you wonder whether flashy dialogue, nasty behavior and low
cunning are enough to justify its existence." --Gene Seymour,
Newsday
"Am I the only one who cant figure out the cons in all
these perfect-con movies weve been getting lately?
By
the end of the film, everybody has been triple-and quadruple-and
even quintuple-crossed
Lucidity isnt everything in a
thrillerif it was, The Big Sleep would be one
of the worst films ever made instead of one of the most entertaining.
But the new con-game movie cycle is, in itself, a conon the
audience
surely there is something wrong with a movie that
is supposed to make you go Wow! yet instead provokes
a great big Huh?" --Peter Rainer, New York Magazine
"Beware movies that open with
lengthy voice-over narration. Particularly if they star the ever-more-annoying
Ed Burns, whose character in the clichéd caper thriller Confidence
is tediously explaining why his body is lying in a pool of blood
The
one thing that's new here is a hilariously weird Hoffman, whose
role is much smaller than the ads would have you suspect -- but
who brings the movie to life for his 10 minutes or so of screen
time
This passes for a breath of fresh air in the stale Confidence,
which features all too much footage of the scowling Burns, who has
a narrower range than almost any actor working in Hollywood these
days." --Lou Lumenick, The New York Post
"James Foley does a skillful job directing Confidence,
but mostly he succeeds in turning a sow's ear into a pigskin wallet
even
as trick movies go, Confidence feels surfacey to a fault
What
keeps the movie watchable is the smear of personality that Foley
and the actors bring to each scene. Burns finally shows he can hold
a leading-man position. Giamatti has an odd, saturnine warmth, Weisz
a seductive combination of sass and insecurity. Andy Garcia has
a grand time playing a seedy special agent, and Hoffman gives an
enjoyably over-scaled comic performance as a boss who uses omnisexual
awareness to keep male and female underlings off-kilter." --Michael
Sragow, The Baltimore Sun
"Dustin Hoffman plays the sleaziest and most evil mob boss
ever; Luis Guzmán shows that he can play razor-sharp smart
as a crooked cop
But in the end, Confidence rises
or falls on the persuasiveness of Mr. Burns in a role more suitable
for John Cusack. Mr. Burns projects much of the insolence of Mr.
Cusack, but little of the saving vulnerability. That there is little
chemistry between Mr. Burns and Ms. Weisz is unfortunate, but not
fatal for an entertainment as painlessly fast-paced as this exercise
in articulate frivolity." --Andrew Sarris, The New York Observer
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