Writer-director Jonathan Sobol has concocted an old-fashioned heist caper, featuring a lovable-rogue crew of triple-crossers, every one of whom may be scamming the others, or, to use this film's pleasingly quaint term, be "working an angle".

The name of the game is art theft, pinching old masters, swiping objets d'art. It's a rather swinging 60s criminal activity to be engaged in, a blast from the larcenous past that conceivably explains the presence of Terence Stamp in the cast, playing Samuel, a supposedly reformed art thief now helping Bick (Jason Jones) a hapless and pompous cop. Kurt Russell plays Crunch, a guy just out of prison, having been once betrayed by his half-brother Nicky (Matt Dillon) after the theft of a Gauguin went horribly wrong. Nicky has a scheme to mollify the newly liberated Crunch – cut him in on a plan to steal a rare Gutenberg volume, reuniting him with the rest of the team: smoothie forger Guy (Chris Diamantopoulos) and twinkle-eyed old fixer "Uncle" Paddy (Kenneth Walsh); there's also some newbies: nervy kid Francie (Jay Baruchel) and Crunch's smoking-hot girlfriend Lola (Katheryn Winnick).

It reminded me pleasantly of Basil Dearden's 1968 romp Only When I Larf, with Richard Attenborough leading a bunch of tricksters on an international grifting spree. An entertaining lark.