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Look closely at the credits for this frenetic comedy and you'll see the name Lawrence Bender, producer of "Reservoir Dogs" and "Pulp Fiction".
But any faint hopes that Quentin Tarantino's class might have rubbed off on writer-directors Drew Daywalt and David Schneider are swiftly dispelled.
The film's set around a big night for Ben McGewen (Seann William Scott). Not only will it see his first foray into rave promotion; it will also afford him the chance to avenge himself on Mr Gregory (Lou Diamond Phillips), the mob boss who killed his brother.
You see, the rave is merely a cover for Ben and his oddball crew to break into the bank next door and steal a Chinese statue.
Ben needs the priceless artefact to pay off his brother's debts. But he's reckoned without the club's tetchy owner, a couple of nosy FBI agents, and an ex-girlfriend who'd be happy to see him go the same way as his sibling.
"Lock, Stock..." spawned a plethora of amoral crime capers, but this is really scraping the bottom of the Barrel.
Indeed, the only enjoyment here is in recognising elements pilfered from other, better movies.
The club scenes recall "Human Traffic", the heist is straight out of "Ocean's Eleven", while Scott's monologues - smirkingly delivered straight to camera - are shamelessly lifted from "Alfie".
Scott displays enough louche charm to suggest he may have a future beyond the dumb teen farces in which he made his name. Yet even he must have been wondering: "Dude, where's the script?"
