A split personality

The reason for the 18 certificate here is presumably the gruesome murder of Zellweger's husband, which is really unpleasant, as I don't think that either the sex scene early on or the repeated use of the 'F' word would qualify, but apart from that the film is pretty innocuous. Traumatised by what she's witnessed, Zellweger retreats into a world of illusion where she believes herself to be the lost love of the lead in the daytime hospital soap about which she obsesses, and travels to L.A. to find him, unfortunately taking with her in the car the drugs over which her husband has already been killed. There's a great turn by Morgan Freeman as the world-weary, about-to-retire assassin whose job it is to tidy up the loose ends on the case, and Chris Rock is good, too, but ultimately the film doesn't quite seem to know what it wants to be - a thriller or a comedy? - and rather falls between the two stools in terms of its tone. Patchy, although enjoyable.