Theo Rossi and Samira Wiley make a stylish 70s couple in Vault, a sketchily detailed mafia caper that seems more interested in their romance than in the central vault heist itself. It’s a Mafia movie, so national and local stereotypes abound. The French-Canadian from Woonsocket is the type of guy who pulls out a knife and stabs the table when he loses a card game.
It’s refreshingly self-aware about the Italian stereotypes, though, winkingly acknowledging it at the very end. I’m guessing that’s why director Tom DeNucci also included, in its entirety, that 1970s PSA in which the sight of litter makes a Native American cry. (The joke being, of course, that the Native was actually portrayed by an Italian-American named Espera de Corti.)
Costume designer Maura McCarthy seems to have had a lot of fun, particularly with the young lovers, him in his leather jackets and her with her increasingly plunging necklines. Heck, even the bank employees are given flowery pillowcases for their heads.
On a local level, it’s fun seeing mobsters get picked off inside the Eddy and outside Capriccio. You’ll also note cameos from Trinity’s Fred Sullivan Jr and local sportscaster Frank Carpano. Oh, and the site of the heist has been moved from Cranston Street to the more concrete-looking Arcade downtown.