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At first,
Best Laid Plans comes off like yet another all-flash-no-substance crime thriller, but it's one of those rare films that end better than they start. Nick (Alessandro Nivola from
Face/Off), broke and desperate to get out of his suffocating small town, agrees to take part in a drug heist. When his partners get caught, he has less than a week to come up with $15,000 or suffer the consequences. When his college buddy Brice (Josh Brolin--
Flirting with Disaster) comes back to town, Nick and his girlfriend Lissa (Reese Witherspoon) hatch a plan to bilk Brice out of a rare collectible. Of course, things go wrong--which is where things get entertaining. The plot could use a few more twists to really crackle, but the surprises it does have work, and the ending is both clever and affecting. Along the way, the best scene features a drug dealer who quotes economic theory from the bible of capitalism,
The Wealth of Nations. In the past few years, Witherspoon has turned in superb performances in such varied movies as
Freeway,
Pleasantville, and especially
Election;
Best Laid Plans doesn't make much use of her talent, but she's always watchable.
--Bret Fetzer
Mike Barker's movie is about a dirty little crime in an unnoticed town. One night, Nick (Alessandro Nivola) gets a call for help from his buddy Bryce (Josh Brolin); Bryce just met a girl called Lissa (Reese Witherspoon) in a bar and took her home. Now she is crying rape. Given the noirish air of sleaze and disloyalty that prevails, you would expect Bryce's plight to grow deeper and more tangled as the story proceeds; instead, everything gradually dwindles into mishap and minor acts of greed. Barker and his screenwriter, Ted Griffin, have taken pains to make their twists as tight as possible, and there is a true stab of comic surprise in some of the flashback scenes; yet the final impression is one of undernourishment. There's a lack of confidence in the way that plain patches are jazzed up with camera tilts and slurs of slow motion, and you end up feeling that the cast simply isn't old enough or scarred enough for these shenanigans; try as she might, Witherspoon is much too perky and affable a presence for this world of sluttish schemes. On the plus side, it's always a pleasure to meet a villain so skilled in his cupidity that he quotes Adam Smith. -Anthony Lane
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