Boiler Room's prime selling point is Ben Affleck, who wanders in and out for an extended, scenery-chomping cameo a la Alec Baldwin in Glengarry Glen Ross, as the high-octane recruiter for a shady brokerage house staffed entirely by white men in their early to mid-twenties. These are not very nice men. They swear a lot, and they say mean things about women and people of different ethnicities. Their entire lives seem to be a game of "¿quien es más macho?", measuring their penises by way of expensive cars, big bankrolls, and gambling. How thrilling this all is for those of us with, oh, I don't know -- a brain. It's not even convincing enough to be offensive.
Giovanni Ribisi is actually not bad as the neophyte who's got a talent for scamming, and he almost made me care about him for a little while (but then he ruined it with an idiotic bit of over-acting in an insipid subplot about his character's relationship with his father). Actually, the acting as a whole isn't too bad, but the actors really don't have much to work with. And the movie really didn't suck as bad as I thought it would based on the first 20 minutes. But that's not a recommendation. This is just a mediocre movie; it's not even worth my effort to figure out exactly why it's not better. And it's not worth your effort to see it, unless you happen to see it for free, as I did.
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