Relatively attention-keeping while it unfold, but there’s so much potential left on the table. Visually alone Triple 9 needed more precise camerawork and blocking, not to mention much more tactile imagery to lend tangible urgency to its grimy crime yarn. An overly tidy ending that leaves moral allegiances between characters crystal clear concludes things on an underwhelming note while Casey Affleck’s very specific checked-out energy is a dismal fit for his character.
Watch Gal Gadot try and act against Chiwetel Ejiofor and Kate Winslet is like watching George Burns trying to outdunk Michael Jordan.
