The Clean Up Crew Review: A Messy Crime Caper

Jon Keeyes’ The Clean Up Crew introduces an unusual bunch of characters finding themselves in a sticky situation. The movie follows a crime scene cleaning crew as they arrive at their latest job only to discover a briefcase full of cash left behind at the scene. Unbeknownst to them, this briefcase belongs to a notorious crime boss who will stop at nothing to get it back.

With a plot that feels ripped from the headlines, The Clean Up Crew aims for the stylized crime caper flair of Guy Ritchie films. At the helm is director Jon Keeyes, no stranger to action films, though typically working with more modest budgets. He assembles an impressive cast including Jonathan Rhys Meyers, Melissa Leo, and Antonio Banderas to bring this story of crooks and colliding criminals to life.

Despite ambitious intentions and committed performances from the stars, fundamental flaws in the script and direction undermine the movie. Character motivations flip on a dime, with unrealistic jumps from hapless to hardened. Disjointed jumps between settings sever any connection between scenes. While entertainment seems the goal, tonal inconsistencies leave the story disengaged. All the stylized techniques appear unable to cover PLOT holes and unbelievable developments.

So in The Clean Up Crew, good intentions are no match for poor execution. With stronger foundations, this intriguing premise could have amounted to a tense thriller. Instead, it remains an incoherent crime caper that wastes its talented cast on a dizzyingly flawed feature. Ambition alone does not make a successful film.

Scattered Storytelling

The Clean Up Crew tries fitting together several different storylines, but the seams show all too clearly. The movie jumps between characters and settings without much connection between each piece.

We get introduced to the crime scene cleaners finding the missing suitcase of cash. Then suddenly we’re with the gangsters facing off against corrupt cops. The plot plops the cleaners back into their haphazard middle of everything with no buildup.

The characters themselves don’t gel either. One moment they’re bickering coworkers, and the next apparently willing to die for one another. Their shifting relationships feel artificial.

With no mystery as to where the storyline was headed, suspense took the backseat. We know from the outset everyone was after the money, so tracking down the briefcase lacked intrigue.

The script also reveals details too freely. Learning the thug survived severely damaged any chance of dramatic irony or logic to later events.

Tightening the narrative would have helped, giving characters clearer motives evolving over time rather than flipping attitudes at convenience. Small clues foreshadowing larger plot points could have intrigued viewers into staying invested.

As it stands, the different strands never link up coherently. What may have seemed like fun ideas individually didn’t translate to a whole. With some structure and subtlety, this could have been an engrossing criminal caper. But as a scattering of scenes, it remains an incoherent mess.

Flawed Factions

You gotta hand it to the cast; they give it their all despite the weak foundations. These characters remain one-dimensional from start to frustrating finish.

The script never allows their motivations to grow naturally. One moment they’re bickering over nothing, the next apparently ready to kill for each other on a dime. It just doesn’t flow.

Granted, the stars do what they can with what they’re given. Banderas commits fully to his flamboyant criminal. You can see Meyers and Leo longing to sink their teeth into meatier material.

But the characters stay cardboard cutouts. We learn nothing about their inner lives beyond surface quirks. So when the body count rises, it rings hollow rather than thrilling.

The script wastes the nuance these actors could bring. Take Chuck—clearly there’s an opportunity for an engaging redemptive arc. But he stays a dull plot device.

With some shading in of personalities evolving through obstacles, the factions may have felt more than shallow stereotypes just going through motions. As is, their hasty shifts do little beyond frustrating.

These pros deserved a script granting their characters’ humanity. That could have made the high-stakes hits all the harder, elevating limp action to an emotional punch. Instead, flawed facts reigned throughout.

Directing Downfalls

The Clean Up Crew shows glimpses of promise in premise and performers. But flawed direction ensures it never rises above a disjointed mess.

Jon Keeyes aims to emulate Guy Ritchie’s stylish crime capers. However, overuse of zooms and split screens becomes more distracting than dynamic. Every scene feels overloaded with disorienting techniques that distance rather than immerse the viewer.

Even talented shots can’t save a poorly structured story. Constant fast cuts when simpler scene flows may have sufficed undermine building tension or laughter.

Limitations of the low budget likewise hobble chances of gripping visuals. Bland settings like warehouses and woods lack life no matter the camerawork. Shoddy special effects in violent encounters fall flatter than intended.

All the directorial missteps ultimately work against this starry ensemble. Their efforts deserve crisper presentation and pacing to captivate. Instead, the flawed framework holds them back from fully shining in roles offering glimpses but never substance.

With a surer guiding hand selectively applying cinematic tools, this questionable material may have proved passably entertaining. But as is, directorial downfalls relegate The Clean Up Crew to an incoherent mess that wastes opportunities at every turn. Tighter focus on story over style could have righted this sinking ship.

A Tonal Identity Crisis

The Clean Up Crew never seems quite sure what it’s going for. Is it an action thriller? A dark crime drama? A slapstick comedy? It attempts blending all three but achieves neither identity nor laughter.

At times the violence aims for pulpy fun, with characters ducking bullets and quipping one-liners. Yet something feels off about guffawing at gore. The absurd dissonance leaves you anything but entertained.

Frequent abrupt shifts in tone also yank the narrative off course. We lurch from intensity to jokes so forced it destroys climaxes.

Worse, it’s hard to care what happens to characters caught in this identity crisis. Without a clear directive, their actions seem arbitrary and stakes are hollow rather than high.

With such an eclectic cast and story seeds, this could have become an oddball gem had the director picked a singular vision. Dark humor or thrills may have shone through cohesion.

But an uncertain hand at the tonal wheel causes more cringing than smiles. The end result plays like three films unevenly stapled instead of one cohesive ride.

Ambition is great, though only focus lets talent transcend limitations. For The Clean Up Crew, choosing a lane may have fixed a muddled mess into entertainment worth the time.

Missed Messages

The Clean Up Crew hints at thought-provoking ideas around greed and ethics. But any deeper themes remain sadly underdeveloped.

Greed initially divides the crime scene cleaners over what to do with the cash windfall. Yet their motives stay superficial. We never truly grasp these characters’ inner lives and struggles.

As the body count rises, questions of morality in their moral decisions could have proved compelling. But paper-thin characters and a focus on set pieces over substance mean the script forfeits meaning.

Gabriel’s abuse of power and dealings with corrupt officials also offer opportunity for commentary. But the storytelling’s manic pacing leaves scant room for examination.

Potential for social insight or personal resonance falls victim to a frantic, incoherent storyline. Themes of compromise and human psychology dangle, unfulfilled.

So while ambition was there, execution fell short of letting substance match style. As a result, little remains beyond fleeting thrills devoid of lasting message or emotional punch. For a movie with smuggling hints of depth, Missed Messages truly defines the Clean Up Crew experience.

A Wasted Opportunity

With its stylish premise and gallery of screen legends, The Clean Up Crew possessed promise that goes sadly unfulfilled.

At its heart remain thinly drawn characters lacking inner lives to engage us in their criminal misadventures. Disjointed jumps between subplots sever any fluidity or rapport between scenes.

Direction falls short of elevating a questionable script. Overused split screens and zooms accentuate budget restraints instead of suspending disbelief.

Comedic violence aims for laughs but lands in uncomfortable terrain, conflicting with the thriller genre. Tonal inconsistencies leave the audience disengaged rather than entertained.

Amid these flaws, the talented cast carries the feature as far as the broken framework allows. Banderas, Meyers, and Leo shine despite the material’s deficiencies.

Ultimately, though, frenetic pacing covers an absence of meaningful storytelling. Themes dangle but find no resolution. Ambition exceeds execution.

The Clean Up Crew, while watchable, proves a wasted opportunity. With surer foundations, its conceits may have amounted to tense crime escapism. Instead, it remains an incoherent mess that fails its stellar lineup.