What’s better than driving your Ford at a 100 miles per hour on an deserted country road? It’s driving some one else’ Porsche 911 Turbo at a 160 miles per hour in downtown LA with the cops breathing up your ass.
"Hi. I’m a bad guy with a terrible british accent, who’s got you brother and if you don’t get me these 50 cars on this list here within three days I’ll have to kill him. OK, so I know that you’ve retired and all that shit, but hey — you still know your trade don’t you? Just call some of your old pals (don’t forget to call that beautiful blond woman you used to sleep with), get them together and get to work. Call me when you’re done. See ya!"
That pretty much sums up the story in the movie. Take your average action film add a few more rather good car chases, take away some shooting and add a dog who eats car keys and you’ve got Gone in 60 Seconds. It’s got lots of good music, good filming, good sound and last but definitely not least, it’s got Angelina Jolie. And who will not go see a movie with Angelina Jolie, car chases and a dog who eats car keys?