good back-story, and good acting

The acting is good, and the firecracker script has some excellent ideas.

Great example of an old-fashioned, pure-at-heart escapist event movie that doesn't pretend to be anything that it's not and has boat loads of fun being its own ludicrous self.

It is a whirlwind of delight --- attractive actors, stunning couture, spectacular sets and outrageous parties. It's a feast for the eyes. But what really makes this dramedy work is the acting.

Ca$h has an obnoxiously tongue in cheek title, and a premise that could have easily run off the rails into the silly zone. But rejoice: It knows how to create a tense, unpredictable environment accented by the slightest bits of naturally occurring humour here and there, a winning combination indeed. Sean Bean doesn't often get a movie to himself, or at least get to play the lead. Here's he's the top dog, and while most would argue that he's the antagonist as well, I'm in the opposite corner on that one. Yes he's a criminal, yes he goes to extreme lengths to get his money back, but he's a rigidly disciplined and staunchly fair bloke, driven by a set of principles and operational tics that reek of Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, and trust me, it takes one to know one. Oh, and he gets to play identical twins as well, pulling a Parent Trap and acting opposite himself which is a delight to see. When reckless career criminal Reese Kubrick (Bean) dicks up a robbery, loses a bunch of money and gets apprehended, a young couple think they have hit the jackpot. Played by Chris Hemsworth and Victoria Profeta, they find the money and make that fateful cinematic mistake of trying to keep it for themselves. Before they know it, Reese's brother Pyke (also Bean) comes looking for them, and believe me when I say that this guy is a dude who finds what he's looking for. Fast. The young couple has already begun to indulge, and as Pyke barges into their lives he finds a great deal of the amount spent. He then buckles down and calmly, coolly forces them to come up with every remaining cent of the 'deficit', as he calls it, even if it means doing a bit of illegal stuff themselves. Bean has a ball as the icy cool, ruthlessly efficient prick who plays hardball with a glint in his eye. He's karma manifest, a very real and very dangerous metaphor for the perilous risk of excessive currency and ill gotten gains. It's a terrific role for him, both in the moments of dangerous serenity and the few rare instances where he loses his cool streak, which sting like daggers. Hemsworth and Profeta play their standard roles very nicely. An arbitrary bit of fun: the actor Glenn Plummer shows up for a hysterical cameo as a dude named, I kid you not, Glenn The Plumber, who receives a whollop of a verbal beatdown from Bean that serves as the film's most lighthearted moment, and is a riot for anyone who gets the reference. Snuck into limited DVD release back in 2010, this one deserves more than the small shelf space it's gotten. Fun stuff.

Pyke Kubic (Sean Bean) arrives in Chicago to see his identical twin Reese in jail. He was arrested after getting his partner killed. He had also thrown his suitcase full of money on top of Sam Phelan (Chris Hemsworth)'s car. He hopes that he could get off without a witness or the money. Sam and his wife Leslie (Victoria Profeta) are struggling financially. They buy a new car with cash which allows Pyke to track them down. Pyke wants it all back down to the cent.Chris Hemsworth is playing an idiot and he's quite annoying doing it. Sean Bean is pretty good at being threatening. His combination of criminal and accountant does hold some promise. However, Stephen Anderson is not a particularly good director and this is mostly amateurish. The movie doesn't have the tension or the visual intensity.

Although the execution of this film is only so-so - it straddles the line between crime thriller and quirky comedy and is not quite successful in either genre - I'd recommend watching it for Sean Bean alone. For this is a film that Bean completely dominates, appearing in almost every scene, with tons of dialogue and acting opportunity, and acting everyone else off the screen in the process.It almost feels like the film has been written as a tribute to Bean and I'm not complaining. He's a hoot as a criminal dedicated to tracking down every cent of his stolen cash, bringing plenty of his trademark deadpan humour to the part. Bean exerts an air of authority, of quiet menace, like few other actors and his presence here is second to none. His character is a guy who rarely has to resort to violence, instead controlling people through his personality alone. He's fantastic, the best I've seen him in years.The rest of the film is okay, but the director can't hide the fact that most of the budget was spent on getting Bean and the rest of it feels rather cheap and lacklustre. It's amusing to see Chris Hemsworth, pre-THOR fame, appearing here and giving a rather weak performance in contrast to Bean. And the ending is one of the lamest cop-outs I've seen in a good while. Thank God Bean is here to distract us from these shortcomings.

Now that we know that everyone is a crook, having seen the movie, it's interesting that even the wife's mother stole part of the money she was given for safekeeping Of course, it's a fable, as the money drops out of the sky......from a van that Sean Bean is driving from a bank heist. He goes to jail and his twin brother comes along to go out and retrieve the money....which he does, every penny.Don't see this movie if you have a pessimistic view toward your fellow man. The only legal crook they show is the loan officer, which was hilarious in view of the fact that bankers are now our worst crooks.Sean Bean is the greatest actor today, as he can be in real stinkers and still shine. what an expert. Almost as good as inhabiting various roles as Laurence Olivier, but just the hunk version.If you don't expect much of this movie, you'll enjoy it. The sheer racist and bigoted views expressed at the beginning are in a way hilarious, as they are definitely politically incorrect. But being as it was in Chicago, they should have had some anti-Catholic humor, if they're going to put down blacks, Muslims, Indians, loan officers, mothers-in-law, Asian shop keepers, 'innocent' young wives, and 'big strong' husbands.Pretty interesting study in the effects of fear, and the Stockholm syndrome. The writer here knows his Freud.