The Sting (1973)

Nothing flashy here, but not a thing off or out of place either: the sets (within sets), soundtrack, cinematography, and scene transitions expertly craft the 30s-era stage, the script is stacked with slick dialogue and cool cons and some comedy too (see Henry at the poker game), and the talent hits at all home. A deeper dive into the lives of the leads would’ve been a great cherry on top (gimme more lines like this one: “I’m the same as you. It’s two in the morning and I don’t know nobody”).