Logan Lucky 29.08.17

A film about nothing, Logan Lucky is the kind of fun, slightly-not-clear heist caper you put on when you're not really in the mood for a film. It has likeable, slightly boring lead characters – Adam Driver is likeable in a leaden, inexpressive way, Channing Tatum is likeable in a leaden, butch way, and the series of stick-thin, pretty and potentially interesting female characters played by Katie Holmes, Hilary Swank, Riley Keough, and Katherine Waterston are likeable but insubstantial. Daniel Craig is quite likeable and injects the film with crazy. The funny and likeable Farrah Mackenzie plays the prepubescent daughter and arguably steals the film.

At the end there is a minor twist, followed by a happy ending, with a frisson of something threatening.

This fragmented review is not a reflection of my state of mind right now, but of the film, I'd like to think. It really is difficult to consider Logan Lucky's plot or character development, and the action never gets past third gear, which is ironic given the film's subject matter. What grates is that Cameo cinema have pushed up their prices from £8 (please note: student membership) to nearly £9, making student life that tiny bit more difficult. Given that going to the cinema is a lottery, where even a Steven Soderbergh film like this one might prove to be more miss than hit, I am left reflecting not on the film's message but on the unfairness of life.