Ocean’s Eleven (1960) (TCM) The Rat Pack version, also with Cesar Romero, Angie Dickinson, Richard “Barzini” Conte. Plus cameos by Red Skelton and Shirley Maclaine.
I’ve seen (and loved) the remake many many times since seeing the original, so I thought it’d be fun to give it a look.
It’s surprisingly dull. They literally spend the first hour screwing around, making unfunny jokes, before ringleader Danny Ocean (Sinatra) reveals the plot to rob 5 Vegas casinos on New Year’s Eve. The perpetrators were all 82nd Airborne paratroopers in WWII, so they all bring particular sets of skills. One of them (Conte) is an electrician, and the plot requires that we watch him spend the next 20 minutes sneaking in and out of casinos, inspecting the wiring. Yawn.
The heist itself is as complicated as knocking off a liquor store: walk into the cashier, say “stick ‘em up”, and throw cash into a duffel bag. The intricacy, such as it is, involves opening the cashier doors.
The heist and follow-up get the story moving, and ends in a cruelly ironic twist. In this version, crime doesn’t pay…at least, pay as well as it does in the remake.
Dean Martin sings “Ain’t That a Kick in the Head” 3 or 4 times. Sammy Davis Jr sings something called “E O Eleven”, and I have no idea what that means.
In this fantasy, when the lights go out in a Vegas casino the patrons just keep singing “Auld Lang Syne” instead of grabbing all the chips they can get, and all the security guards – instead of rushing to where the money is – go home.
Conte has the kind of cancer that has no symptoms until you keel over and drop dead in the street.
They never explain how Sammy fought in the 82nd Airborne, when the Army was segregated at the time.