Wouldn’t it be cool to look like Jennifer Lopez or George Clooney, have an exciting career (she’s a federal marshal with panache, he’s a bank robber so smart he doesn’t need a gun), meet during a high-stakes prison break, and end up in the trunk of a car spooning and talking about movies? As if to inject a note of realism (but mainly to flatter viewers who know famous movie lines), the script calls for Clooney to slightly misquote Peter Finch in Network during an exchange that naturally leads to talk of Bonnie and Clyde for the benefit of those who might not have realized that this crime romance just might—or might not—end tragically. Don’t expect any truly shocking violence or irreverent comedy, or any genuine gender bending. The only time this 1998 movie imitates psychodrama more than Pulp Fiction is when Lopez vents girlish fears during a postcoital debriefing scene motivated mainly by the notion that female characters should be strong—but not too strong. Steven Soderbergh directed Scott Frank’s screenplay, based on Elmore Leonard’s novel. With Ving Rhames, Don Cheadle, Dennis Farina, and Albert Brooks.