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Mr. And Mrs. Smith
All appearances to the contrary, the Smiths do not have the perfect marriage. Stuck in suburbia, working their high-powered big city jobs, they may look like Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie, but there's no getting around the fact they have nothing left to say to each other. Apparently neither even suspects their partner is also their competition in the lucrative but oh-so-secretive assassination biz.
It's kind of ironic that after all the tabloid stories, Mr and Mrs Smith should turn out to be a film about relationships and long-term commitment. ('Happy endings are just stories that haven't finished yet,' pronounces la Jolie in a rare flash of wit.) Just don't imagine anything near as elegant as Prizzi's Honor, which also had a pair of married assassins at each other's throats. This is actually closer to another Kathleen Turner flick, The War of the Roses but with way more fire-power and James Bond-style gadgetry aimed square at the adolescent audience Hollywood likes to target these days. If this describes you, and you're worried about the lack of communication in your marriage, then Mr and Mrs Smith should be mandatory viewing.
Director Doug Liman first showed his chops with the indie Pulp Fiction-influenced Go, then went mainstream with the very capable thriller The Bourne Identity. But there's going mainstream and then there's going mainstream. Frankly, he doesn't look to have had much control over this over-produced star package. What Liman brings to the movie is the look of an edgy MTV commercial, but that's about it.
The stars look stunning of course, although there's something irritatingly smug about the way bullets bounce off their bronzed perfect bodies. Jolie, in particular, gets every opportunity to show us what she's got. And there's a lot of it. (Feminists will be pleased to see her take the steering wheel in the climactic car chase, but the lads won't mind the massively contrived dominatrix sequence one bit.)
In the end, the whole idea feels pretty thin. There's no real tension because we have a very good idea of how things are going to end up, and while it's perfectly entertaining, you won't be rolling in the aisles either. Ludicrously, in the States Liman has had to self-censor the picture's only logical climax to secure that essential PG-13 rating for the cinema release: after beating the heck out of each other and destroying their matrimonial home in the process, Brad and Angelina finally go at it with a vengeance. Fade out. See, you can have 118 minutes of violence in a PG-13, but not two minutes of sex.
And they wonder why DVD is killing the box-office.
Tom Charity
tom.charity@lovefilm.com
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