Love this movie.
Smart-assed, great cast - a plot akin to every bad movie of the 80's - this movie is just like watching Commando, Cobra, or Rambo, but with - dare I say it - a Tarantino sensibility.
It's not that the film has NO plot - it's just that it has a SMALL plot. Films with small plots aren't necessarily bad, as long as the filmmakers give you something to latch on to (Reservoir Dogs is almost the same film in a way - a heist, its aftermath, and the connections these men have made with each other unraveling as we watch - and here, the cast gives us terrifyingly intense performances to keep us suitably riveted).
In 3000 Miles, we have the flashy heist, the Elvis cheese, Kurt cool, Costner EVIL, over-the-top dufus action (I swear that things blow up when they are TOUCHED in this movie) and an attractive Courtney Cox for the first time since The Opposite Sex and How to Live with Them.
I find it amazing that a leading man like Costner - whose career depends on the everyman persona that permeates his every performance - so fully allowed himself to be the VILLAIN (unlike his turn in A Perfect World, where he is unfortunate yet likeable - here he is an INCREDIBLY rotten human - and that's a courageous move on his part).
I think the film has a very HK sensibility, in terms of some of the interaction among the crew (like when Costner is angry that Bokeem Woodbine has died - not that he was KILLED, but that he responded to the bullets by dying - as if he was supposed to be somehow too tough to die) and in terms of it's refusal to adhere to genre rules (it's the caper pic, it's the road movie, it's the buddy comedy...).
The film's flaw is in its cinematography - and here I think that falls on the director. Most of the way the film is shot is very Bruckheimer slick - the filters...the slow motion - but whenever footage is run through that undercranked, overexposed, slowed-in-post herky-jerky...ugh.
I think that, since the film was pretty well-shot, this was a bid by the director - probably late in post - to make things look "cool".
It taints many of the images, and removes us from a few interesting moments.
Still, in the end I figure it's a cool little-time waster, one that's hilariously unfriendly and gleefully cruel in a manner you usually don't see outside of Italo-Westerns and John Carpenter flicks.
It's fun and mean and it's got Kurt. You've almost gotta' like it.