Directed by:
Jaume BalagueróCinematography:
Daniel AranyóComposer:
Arnau BatallerCast:
Freddie Highmore, Àstrid Bergès-Frisbey, Liam Cunningham, Sam Riley, José Coronado, Luis Tosar, Axel Stein, Famke Janssen, Emilio Gutiérrez Caba (more)VOD (1)
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Thom, a genius engineering graduate is interested in the Bank of Spain's safe. The Bank building is more than 100 years old, with no building blueprints available and a security system that includes an underground river that will flood the safe room if their walls are breached. As soon as Thom learns that a legendary lost treasure is going to be held at the bank's safe for just 10 days, he devises, together with charismatic art dealer Walter "Cunningham" a detailed plan to breaking in. They will only have 105 minutes to do so, while the Bank's staff will be distracted, watching the 2010 Football World Cup final match, played by Spain's national football team and broadcast on a giant screen, coincidentally placed just in front of the Bank of Spain building. (Madman Entertainment)
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The fans of Money Heist who are anxiously awaiting Season 5 will be delighted with The Vault as we take another look at the National Bank of Spain. Jaume Balagueró, who was in solid horror form ten years ago, but hasn't made anything decent since Sleep Tight in 2011, and even though I'd rather see a new horror film from him, I'm happy with this one as well. I do like heist films and The Vault is definitely a nicely made, stylish, suspenseful, well acted and clever thriller full of interesting ideas. The set-up itself is admittedly more suspenseful than the actual heist, which probably shouldn't be the case, but I had a good time. 7.5/10.
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Maybe I'm old-fashioned, but in this genre, I’d rather prefer procedural pornography like a quiet operation over a brawl between men, watching Belmondo and Sharif as they hunt for the loot, or Caan’s honest work as a thief with a blowtorch, rather than this Charlie and the factory of heist clichés. Protagonists guided by walkie-talkies and hacked cameras, last-second rescues, guards suspicious and helpless, the futile chase of Danny’s elegance, and Jesuits warming their hands over Murphy’s laws. After all, what kind of heist is it when its success depends on Iniesta's right hand?
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