Was the ahistorical irreverence of Inglourious Basterds not quite cheeky enough for you? Good news, then: George Clooney would like to take you back to WWII and show you a rollicking good time. The flick is Monuments Men, the latest writer/director/star turn for Georgey, and it bears more than a passing resemblance to his Ocean’s Eleven days: Once again, our man has to devilishly charm his way into a crew, and then manipulate that crew into doing the impossible. (Joining old friend Matt Damon in the entourage are some cultishly beloved favorites: John Goodman, Bob Balaban, Bill Murray, and George Clooney’s mustache.) The big difference is that, this time, they’re not revenge-heisting casinos, but saving priceless works of art from Hitler’s minions. And while it’s based on real events (as outlined in Robert M. Edsel’s The Monuments Men: Allied Heroes, Nazi Thieves and the Greatest Treasure Hunt in History) one does get the sense that, in real life, maybe avoiding death at the hands of Nazis wasn’t quite as much fun?