Jerry Bruckheimer, Angelina Jolie, and Nicholas Cage team up to make one of the worst films I've ever seen.

Makes most of the Fast and Furious flicks look like absolute masterpieces in comparison.

Gone in Sixty Seconds lacks the raw power of the original Gone in 60 - it's too slick for its own good, and therefore comes off as a prototype for The Fast and the Furious (it's even about family). It's watchable, but not particularly memorable except for that meme of Nicolas Cage getting ready, in part because once a deadline is given, there seems to be little urgency. Frodo-like, Cage's character wastes two of his four allowed days not doing very much at all. Assembling a crew, I guess, but it's not a breakneck speed. Too strong a cast means most of them are wasted - Angelina Jolie has the psychology of tissue paper, Rovert Duvall trades on his persona from Days of Thunder, Christopher Eccleston is ye olde British villain (saddled with a weird quirk), and Timothy Olyphant plays second banana to Delroy Lindo, who's great but written a little dumb. Also watch for Vinnie Jones as Cage's psychotic silent partner and baby Michael Pena showing up at some point. Kind of worth it to see all these people, some early in their careers. Could do without the racist jokes though. Could definitely do without those.