As my handful of readers can attest, in my last post I effectively folded up the CFS tent to begin my new life as the inheritor of $28,324,275.00 from the paralyzed philanthropic German widow in Burkina Faso, Mrs. Renate Magdalena Settnik.
As of today, however, the funds have yet to release into my Citibank account.
I’m a sucker for heist films. Why? Could be my anal-retentive nature responds to their inherently complicated, yet perfectly designed and executed machinations. Of course, they’re fun, too, which never hurts. Frankly, I’d struggle to name another cinematic genre quite as satisfying or addicting — who among us hasn’t stumbled across one of the recent Ocean’s trilogy (2001, 2004, 2007) and not settled in for the duration despite needing to hit the sack?