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...will come back to her, he promises, as soon as he can. But when his grandfather dies and leaves him a fortune, he forgets his vow and falls for a wealthy, beautiful snob. Can Kipps really be such a cad? Of course not. In the end, he loses his loot and marries his lower-class true love, like the decent English workingman that everybody knew he always...
...daughter. When confronted by the indignant father, he claims roguishly that the murder was self-defense, the rape merely "assault with a friendly weapon." The lumpish lawman not only buys the story, but comes along on the gold rush. Ultimately, the thief heads for Mexico with the loot, cheating every-one-the sheriff, the girl, the U.S. Cavalry and the viewer...
...breeds money," theorizes one. Replies his colleague: "Mine must be on the Pill." Audaciously, they work out their gentlemanly battle plans, forsaking guns-it's hard-cheese for the armed robber who gets caught-recruiting specialists in such arcane subjects as railroad engineering and advanced electronics. After the loot is lifted, the film collapses into a text-bookish story of police procedure, as Scotland Yard tries to run the thieves to earth...
...pepper mustache, is a man both obviously enamored of his project and absolutely blind to the faults of the beloved. With tedious attention to detail, Robbery examines every minor maneuver of the criminals, watches a handcuff screw turn 17 times before it is opened, sees every last bag of loot passed from hand to hand into waiting trucks. And after playing it taut upper lip until the last moment, the film goes soft when all but one of the gang are captured. Fleeing England, Baker sends Pettet a note via canine messenger. Its message: "Goodbye." The final footage shows...
...rest of the movie is a sado-masochistic version of an old-fashioned quest-not for a golden fleece or a Holy Grail, but for Lee's stolen share of the stolen loot. His techniques are sometimes interesting-as when he uses a white 1967 Chrysler convertible to subdue a bad-guy passenger by crashing, crunching and slamming the car into a junkyard heap. His invasion of the syndicate's impregnable penthouse (carpeted in wall-to-wall red fox fur) begins with a steamy sex wrestle and ends in a superbly vertiginous shot of a naked mobster arcing...