By Lisa Schwarzbaum
May 19, 2000 at 04:00 AM EDT
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Croupier, directed by Mike Hodges (Get Carter), is so sharp and dryly urbane in its mod-Brit take on the noir, noir, noir, noir world of gambling, dames, and pulp fiction, it makes higher-profile attempts like Rounders look blah, blah, blah, blah. Cowritten by Hodges and The Man Who Fell to Earth‘s Paul Mayersberg, this coiled-spring story about Jack (Clive Owen), a writer who returns to his old job as a casino croupier, reveals a David Mamet-like obsession with chance and double-dealing but ditches Mamet’s dialogue tics.

Jack thinks highly of his skills — he loves to watch people lose money — but he gets too cocky when he begins to live through the eyes of Jake, his literary alter ego. As an enigma passing as a boyfriend, Owen (Bent) is superb. Incidentally, Croupier inexplicably took two years to find an American distributor. Shooting Gallery also recently released Judy Berlin and Adrenaline Drive — three strong indies — so look for its logo. A-

  • Movie
  • Unrated
  • 91 minutes
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