The storyline is not impressive either: Max (Brosnan) and Lola (Hayek) decide to retire after they have stolen the Second Napolean Diamond, and what better place could they find other than the Bahamas, where the sea, sunsets and sex washed down with colourful cocktails should have made living a dizzying experience. Instead, Max looks so disinclined and disinterested that he might have well been a clerk pushing dusty files in a dingy government office.
Hayek – when she is not seducing Max, is busy sawing wood to extend her terrace to a point which will allow the couple to watch the sun sink beyond the waves.
But with every sunset, Max’s tedium grows, and he itches to lay his hands not on Lola, but on some precious stone. The sailing in of a luxury liner carrying Napoleon’s Third Diamond provides a thrilling opportunity for Max to start prowling again.
Max and Lola find themselves in the company of FBI agent Stan (Woody Harrelson) and local superwoman cop Sophie (Naomie Harris). Stan, beaten by Max for many years, believes that he is still up to his old tricks of committing the perfect of robberies with the most unquestionable of alibis.
But, “After the Sunset” sags between dawn and dusk, and barring one chase at the beginning, the film does not even provide much excitement. Littered with incredibly stupid situations and convenient coincidences, this Ratter movie will disappoint Brosnan fans and those keen on intelligent cinema.
(This review appeared in The Hindu dated April 14 2006)
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