Set in the 1930's this intricate caper deals with an ambitious small-time crook and a veteran con man who seek revenge on a vicious crime lord who murdered one of their gang.
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Wealthy Communists, in the Beverly Hills, who seem to be running things, in Hollywood, tell us, through their celluloid sermons that, it is silly to believe in God but, ask us to accept the notion that there is honor among thieves. In the Sting, East Coast con artists avenge the assassination of a small time black con artist, from the slums of Chicago. The preposterous stupidity of this fairy tale premise is suspended in the film, of course, by Paul Newman's crafty caveat, that â€œVengeance is for suckers, kid. I've been grifting for 30 years and I never got any.â€ â€œ Then why are you doing it?â€ asks Redford. â€œIt seems worthwhile doesn't it?â€. They aren't con artists, they're grifters. The cynical lie from Hollywood is always, that morality is for losers, while the really smart people, wind up with the cash, in the happy end. They aren't endorsing capitalism, they are trashing ethics and decency, using the audiences own avarice and sense of expediency, as motivation. These ideologues have created a new politically correct establishment, which sanctifies gay marriage, protects the criminal, promotes government encroachment, in our lives and is responsible for the deterioration of traditional values, especially the nuclear family.
The Sting is extremely well crafted and entertaining but, if you can tolerate it, a real distortion of reality.