quick movie review: The International

I don’t understand how big stars and a good director can make a movie that is so forgettable as this one. I could spoil the plot for you except that I don’t think I could rehash it … something about an evil bank controlling other country’s debt, which frankly makes no sense to me because since when have dictators ever cared about paying back their loans? Clive Owen and Naomi Watts are sufficiently pretty and one breathtaking gun battle staged in the Guggenheim reminded me how much I like Tom Tykwer’s previous work, but geez. I expect The International to vanish into the same ether that The Interpreter went — they are practically identical in cast, intrigue, and substance, but at least I remember liking Nicole Kidman’s coats in her film, even if I had to go to IMDB to remember that Sean Penn was in it too …