Irving Rosenfeld (Christian Bale with some extra pounds and an outrageous haircut) and Sydney Prosser (Amy Adams) are con artists who have a good thing going until they get set up by FBI agent Richie DiMaso (Bradley Cooper). DiMaso offers them a deal: he’s prepared to let them go if they help him catch a couple of bigger guys. Sounds good until the two of them get caught up in a web with corrupt politicians, mobsters, Arabian sheiks and meddling women that was a lot more than they bargained for.

Are you in the market for a heist movie that doesn’t take itself too seriously? Then The Art Of The Steal is just the movie for you!

It’s Spring Break at Mammoth Mountain and teenagers are all over the place skiing, drinking and relaxing in hot tubs. Then people start disappearing al thanks to snow sharks, mythical creatures that possibly come from outer space. Or have to do with Native Americans. The movie is not entirely clear on that point. Of course, the resort management refuses to close the mountain because it’s bad for business, so it’s up to US Marine Wade, the mountain sheriff and their girlfriends to stop the monsters. Does that sound familiar?

Jonas and Kelly are two teens who are living the life. If by ‘living the life’ you mean using copious amounts of drugs, attending drum circles and scavenging food out of trash cans that is. Despite their unhealthy lifestyle, they both look like the most glammed out homeless junkies you’ve ever seen. Kelly (Gabriella Wilde) looks like she’s doing a photoshoot for a gothic metal band whereas Jonas (Thomas Dekker) could be a dead ringer for Green Day’s Billie Joe Armstrong. I was actually expecting for him to burst out in “Boulevard Of Broken Dreams” while roaming the streets of LA.