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Nothing gets Hollywood megastars working overtime like a good, purple-green bruise to the ego. So the tepid reviews for Ocean’s Twelve might be the best thing Clooney and Co. have going here for Thirteen. But what do director Steven Soderbergh and his all-star cast of playboys do to follow up the flashy, but unfulfilling Twelve? Jazz it up with a snaky Al Pacino and a hot … er … Ellen Barkin? Now shorn of leading ladies Julia Roberts and Catherine Zeta-Jones, for what reason is unknown, Ocean’s Thirteen is set up like a revenge picture. In grand Vegas fashion, Pacino muscles Elliot Gould’s ascot-loving millionaire out of the hotel casino trade. Not to be crossed, Ocean’s gang hatches a plan to rig every card game, roulette wheel and slot machine at Big Al’s casino so his house comes tumbling down. The trailer is tight and funny, and David Holmes’ ultra-hip scores always zing, so is it weird that what I’m most looking forward to this time around is the now-obligatory Topher Grace cameo? Ocean’s Thirteen opens nationwide June 8.