The heist in Heist is pretty pedestrian, and the film turns into Die Hard-on-a-bus with a couple of so-so twists and serviceable spasms of action. If that's what you're looking for, rent Speed instead.
Everything is dully routine, with characters much too composed in volatile situations to be believed.
As throwbacks go, it's more bearable than shoulder pads.
As vapidly generic as its title, British director Scott Mann's "Heist" is a by-the-numbers crime thriller that squanders a decent cast, including Robert De Niro, Jeffrey Dean Morgan and Dave Bautista.
Whatever its flaws, "Heist" is to be commended for repeatedly finding ways to distract us from them.
Caught between genre potboiler and would-be human drama, "Heist" doesn't have a mark to hit. But it leaves some good impressions.
Heist goes from lousy to even worse. The screenplay is so clunky, not a single cast member manages to sound believable. Familiar, likable actors from Kate Bosworth to Gina Carano to Morris Chestnut are buried under an avalanche of awful.
It almost requires belief in magic - and high tolerance for hokum - to buy this whopper of an action picture. But here's where good acting builds empathy and defeats cynicism.
The movie as a whole takes itself way too seriously, missing either the exaggerated pulpiness or kicky looseness of a good B-crime saga.