As I watched the movie, I kept trying to place who Stephen Dorff reminded me of. After about a half hour of pondering, it came to me, he reminded me of Kiefer Sutherland. It is a relationship similar to Christian Slater and his Jack Nicholson phase (is that still going on? Haven't seen him in awhile). It is almost eerie how much Dorff resembles Sutherland. Anyway, the movie is called Botched and it is nothing like what I was expecting. Of course, I did not read much about it prior to watching the film, and that was probably for the best. Entering with such a low knowledge level, I was completely unprepared for what was going to happen over the course of the next ninety-minutes. Botched is a zany, bloody, weird, head-scratching affair that will either entertain you to no end or have you reaching for the stop button faster than you can blink an eye.
As the film opens, Ritchie (Dorff), a professional thief, is in the midst of committing a diamond heist. After acquiring the loot, Ritchie and his partners make their escape. Of course, with a title like Botched, you have to assume that something is going to go wrong. Something does go wrong and Ritchie is forced to go back to his boss, Mr. Groznyi (Sean Pertwee), and apologize. Considering all of the diamonds lost, Groznyi is quite upset, however he is willing to give Ritchie a second chance. He sends our hero to his homeland, Russia, to retrieve an ancient cross from the penthouse of a highly secured building. So, off he goes to prove himself worthy of continued employment.
Sounds pretty straightforward, right? Everything continues to go smoothly as Ritchie and a pair of Russian brothers go about the stealing of the cross. Just like before, things head south. One of the Russians pulls a bonehead move and the three wind up taking refuge on the thirteenth floor of the high rise with a group of hostages. Not long after they hole up, the story takes another turn, especially when it appears that more than the police are waiting for them outside.
Still sounds pretty straightforward, doesn't it? Just know this fact, the above happens in the first twenty-three minutes. With more than an hour left Botched does a complete 180-degree turn and becomes something completely different and infinitely more entertaining. It moves away from the Ocean's 11 or The Usual Suspects school of film and into the Shawn of the Dead and Severance school.
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