
Logan Lucky movie review: a waste of a heist
Fun enough and diverting enough while you’re in the middle of it, but hints of something much richer and more satisfying dangle just out of its reach.

Fun enough and diverting enough while you’re in the middle of it, but hints of something much richer and more satisfying dangle just out of its reach.

Too long, too convoluted, too sentimental, and too ridiculous. Some will say those are its good points. Will they embrace the homoeroticism too?
This movie hasn’t been any good the thousand other times you’ve seen it, and it’s no good now, either.
In Jackass 3D, morons with death wishes led by Johnny Knoxville engage in highly dangerous stunts for your amusement. This flick sprang from (among other films)…
‘I felt for a moment that the whole Duke family was a fraud, just a wall of lawlessness and motor-cars and moonshine, and that if it fell I should find nothing behind it but panic and emptiness.’–E.M. Forster
It’s probably a good thing that there isn’t, cuz the culties would be disappointed in this new *Starsky & Hutch.* The only thing that’s even remotely ‘Starsky & Hutch’ about this goofy adaptation is the red and white Ford Gran Torino.
I approached my parked car after the screening, I found myself wishing it was something a little zippier than a poky little Saturn, and boy I bet a Saturn would be pretty cool tricked out for street racing. And as I drove home, I found myself wondering if those buttons on either side of the steering wheel would ignite the tanks of nitrous oxide under the backseat. (No — they were still for the horn.)