The Tourist (**)


Directed by: Florian Henckel von Donnersmarck
Starring: Angelina Jolie, Johnny Depp, Paul Bettany, Timotthy Dalton, Steven Berkoff, Rufus Sewell
Seen: January 7th 2011

** Out of ****

They say if it walks like a duck, swims like a duck and quacks like a duck; it’s probably a duck. The Tourist had a trailer like a good movie, it looked like a good movie, it even sounded like a good movie; but here’s the thing: it isn’t a duck. It is an empty shell. Sure, Johnny Depp is entertaining as ever and just as charming while Angelina Jolie is her usual beautiful and charismatic self; but The Tourist is as vacuous as your popcorn box under the seat after the movie’s done.

Elise (Jolie) is being followed by Scotland Yard, under the guidance of the down-on-his-luck Inspector Acheson (Bettany). She is followed so obviously closely in fact; that the guards manning the surveillance truck driving about 10 metres behind her wherever she even walks (really, they might as well have the whole team just walk with her) discuss whether she is wearing any underwear today. We also see a man (Sewell) hanging around the peripheries wherever she goes, and we start suspecting.

The authorities are this close to Elise in a last-ditch attempt to capture her former lover, Alexander Pierce, who leaves her a note telling her to board a train, and pick someone of his height and build and make everyone watching believe that this unfortunate soul is Pierce (this works because no-one knows what Pierce looks like, having had extensive reconstructive surgeries). She picks the bumbling Frank (Depp), an American math teacher on a European holiday; and he is so attracted to her he immediately stumbles after her pretty much wherever she goes. But Pierce also stole a lot of money from the very dangerous Reginald Shaw (Berkoff), a powerful criminal who has insiders at Scotland Yard as his handle on trying to find Pierce. So when Elise shows up in Venice flaunting her new fake-Pierce, both Scotland Yard and Reginald Shaw redirect their efforts and go after Frank, who stumbles through attempts on his life and attempts to capture and (occasionally even) sell him, all in a big run-around to the eventual revelation of who Pierce is.

The Tourist was filmed in the beautiful city of Venice, and if the city didn’t have an advertisement before, parts of this movie can be used for that. The music very obviously attempts to create a silly, light-hearted mood, and comes of as annoying and intrusive more than supporting. Jolie and Depp met for the first time during the making of this movie, and they are fine with what they’re given script-wise, but I’ve seen both of them do much better. The story is a mess from start to finish and with its uneven pace the movie struggles to keep the viewer fully engaged, making it seem at least once that the story is more intricate than it actually is; and lastly, there is never a real sense of dread/fear as the action just doesn’t reach levels that demand it.

So that is that then, The Tourist is surely a shiny shell, but that shell is mostly empty.

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