Almost a guilty pleasure, this heist movie benefits a bit from an "I don't care" attitude, but unfortunately it's crushed under too many dumb clichés, terrible writing, and general boredom. After the failed art heist, which introduces us to the team and their credo, Money Plane gets going with the usual "one last big job and then I'm out" cliché. Then Jack reads Robin Hood to his daughter at bedtime, which leads to the first of many heavy-handed discussions about morality. Once they're on the plane, the team regularly makes laughable mistakes, such as working with their backs to the door or, in taking over the cockpit, forgetting that there's a co-pilot.
What's more, the whole "we've been set up" plot completely fails, basically because the team can't figure out who's responsible -- when, for the rest of us, it's painfully obvious. The Money Plane itself sets up some hilariously ridiculous moments, and even though its population of "world's most dangerous criminals" is laughably dull, the situation allows for some enjoyably over-the-top acting. (Grammer and Thomas Jane especially devour the scenery.) But the dumb, fun stuff is largely overwhelmed by the movie's flat stretches, lapses in logic, and head-spinning exposition. Money Plane might have been a fun so-bad-it's-good movie, but it never really gets off the ground.