Mr and Mrs Smith's real crime is not that it's charmless, or a bloated exercise in narcissism. It's that it's boring. Deadeningly so. Despite the explosions, car chases and myriad costume changes, two hours in this particular movie universe feels like an eternity. You keep waiting for the film to lift up. For the promised sizzle. Or at the very least, a little bit of dazzle. But all we get is damp slop.
When did mindless dribble become so dreary? I thought it was supposed to be fun? I thought that was the whole point? Picking lint out of your belly button is more scintillating (and undoubtedly more titillating) than this great big snore of a flick.
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1 - Triniman
I totally agree. Awful film. And it was a huge hit.
2 - Temple Stark
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Cheers. Temple