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After the Sunset may not be the greatest jewel-heist caper comedy ever made, but it sure is easy on the eyes. Shifting back into his crowd-pleasing
Rush Hour mode, director Brett Ratner kicks off the action with a rousing chase scene that pretty much describes the entire film: utter nonsense, but adequately enjoyable. Things get very sunny thereafter, when FBI agent Woody Harrelson lands in the Bahamas to track down ace diamond thief Pierce Brosnan and his lovely accomplice Salma Hayek, whom he suspects of planning their next big heist on a cruise ship. A Bahamian gangster (Don Cheadle) wants in on the action, and the whole thing's about as fluffy as an Elmo doll and just as harmless, especially when you consider Hayek's revealing wardrobe (which, thankfully, distracts from Brosnan's less-than-Bond-like physique). There's an abundance of witty banter between everyone, and the tropical locations make
After the Sunset a balmy, vicarious vacation. Critics weren't exactly kind to this breezy dose of popcorn entertainment, but it's an agreeable time-killer and an instant cure for seasonal affective disorder, even if the comedic chemistry leaves something to be desired.
--Jeff Shannon
Review
The role of the suave thief is a walk in the park -- or maybe on the beach -- for Pierce Brosnan. That's exactly how he plays it in After the Sunset, oozing certitude as his wispy island shirts flap in the breeze. Factor in the tropical setting, the eventual companionship of the central adversaries, and the "I'll hoodwink you now you hoodwink me" plot, and it's not substantially different from another midlevel Brosnan caper flick, The Thomas Crown Affair. The films diverge mostly in tone, as John McTiernan is an action director, while Sunset director Brett Ratner favors buddy comedy. That may explain why Sunset doesn't take itself very seriously, forsaking violence and heist footage in favor of a goofy camaraderie between Brosnan and Woody Harrelson, which Ratner brings front and center. As the hunter and hunted get mistaken for gay lovers on a fishing trip and counsel each other on women troubles, After the Sunset glides along a light and likeable path, if only because Craig Rosenberg and Paul Zbyszewksi's script seems content to avoid yet another white-knuckle exercise in breaching high-tech security. Unfortunately, things snap back into the cookie cutter just in time for an ending pretty typical of these Elmore Leonard-style whimsical crime capers. Casting Don Cheadle helps call to mind the pillars of the genre (Ocean's Eleven, Out of Sight), while Salma Hayek's primary narrative function seems to be modeling bikinis and other skimpy outfits. ~ Derek Armstrong, All Movie Guide