IF YOU’RE WONDERING just how cool “Ocean’s Eleven,” Warner Brothers’ remake of the 1960 Rat Pack film, is, simply go to their website. Everything you need to know before watching the movie (or writing a review) can be found here. You can spend hours going through videos, trailers, interviews, and bios while a retro-hip soundtrack runs through each page. As for the film itself, one thing is perfectly clear: This is no Rat Pack movie. George Clooney is no Frank Sinatra. Brad Pitt is no Dean Martin. And Don Cheadle is no Sammy Davis Jr. (though he played Sammy in HBO’s “The Rat Pack”).

But it is precisely because it’s not a Rat Pack flick that the new “Ocean’s Eleven” triumphs over the original. Back then, the acting was uninspired, and the writing, despite some script-doctoring by Billy Wilder, was tepid. You get the feeling Dean Martin can’t wait to roll out the drink cart. And the complaints about Sinatra are legendary. During the filming of one scene, planes were causing too much noise above the soundstage, forcing numerous takes. Sinatra lost his patience after the fourth take, saying, “Aw, fuck it! Everyone knows they’re airplanes,” to which fellow cast-member Peter Lawford replied, “Indeed! But flying through a bathroom?”