George Clooney is not a good actor. He has an engaging screen presence, a twinkle in his eye and is very handsome, but think back over the major roles he has played. The Oceans films? Twinkly. Up in the Air? Slimy and twinkly. The Perfect Storm? Michael Clayton? In danger and twinkly. Oh Brother…? Dirty and twinkly, and outshone by his co-stars. In fact, he is outshone in most of his roles, except perhaps for Batman, where he is just terrible. In this film, he must contend with Ewan McGregor, Kevin Spacey and Jeff Bridges, and even though none of them are at their best, they all knock him off the screen.
The plot is too bizarre to explain here, but my overall feeling is that it is more entertaining that the movie shows. It’s difficult to put my finger on exactly why, but this strikes me as an excellent concept for a movie, badly realised by the Hollywood machine. Shame really.
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