Catherine Zeta-Jones and Sean Connery give Entrapment some welcome mischief, but Jon Amiel’s heist thriller makes stealing look more elaborate than exciting. The first robbery briefly suggests a sharper film.
Entrapment is mildly diverting when it lets Catherine Zeta-Jones and Sean Connery enjoy each other’s company, and disappointing when it asks us to worry about the thefts. Jon Amiel has the ingredients for a pleasingly frivolous romantic thriller: attraction, suspicion and people who expect to be cleverer than everyone else. The film needs us to enjoy their company enough to overlook its contrivances. For short stretches that bargain holds, but the plotting keeps testing our patience.
Sean Connery plays Robert ‘Mac’ MacDougal with the confidence of someone who considers expertise a sufficient substitute for explanation. There is pleasure in that unhurried assurance, especially when Catherine Zeta-Jones gives Virginia ‘Gin’ Baker enough cheek to challenge it. The flirtation works best as a contest over who gets to set the terms. Their exchanges have a little welcome bite, even when the screenplay is being coy about what either of them wants, and neither performer seems overburdened by the need to make everything plausible.
We felt a proper flutter of nerves during the build-up to the first robbery. The time spent preparing makes the equipment and the practical obstacles worth attending to, because a mistake finally seems possible. Terry Rawlings’ editing is most effective here, giving us a chance to anticipate trouble instead of merely keeping up with activity. Jon Amiel briefly finds the patience a heist needs, and the sequence benefits from being allowed to gather speed.
Phil Meheux’s photography gives the high-tech equipment an appealing gloss, while Norman Garwood’s production design makes the paraphernalia of theft pleasing to inspect. It is easy to see the attraction of a job with this much equipment. Too often, though, the gadgets are more engaging than the problems they are supposed to solve. Christopher Young’s music has to do too much of the work of making the action feel urgent. It cannot give us a reason to worry that the script has neglected to provide.
Ronald Bass and William Broyles Jr. supply complications without establishing a firm enough basis for suspense. We can accept unlikely behaviour in a caper, provided we understand what is being attempted and why a setback matters. Here the story too often asks for another allowance before the previous one has paid off. The later robbery suffers particularly from thin preparation, so the increased activity produces surprisingly little tension. The stars cannot make every contrivance seem like a joke they are sharing.
The romantic caper can survive a good deal of nonsense if the teasing stays lively and the danger remains intelligible. Entrapment gets by on its stars for a while, but it runs out of convincing obstacles before it runs out of film. At 112 minutes, the mild pleasures are spread thinly. Admirers of the leads will find something to enjoy in their sparring. Stay for the stars only if suspense is something you are prepared to do without.