Geek's Guide: Knight and Day

For the past 2 weeks, I have watched surprisingly entertaining movies (A-Team), to expectedly great films (Toy Story 3) and unfortunately, lackluster ones (Karate Kid). Yesterday, chalk one up for surprisingly disappointing.

Gosh, I feel like a traitor to Tom Cruise. He who I deem as one of Hollywood’s best actors, Scientologist and couch-jumping included. And Cameron, awww shucks, right? Adorable, slightly ditzy but incredibly hot and surprisingly smart Diaz who is just exactly the kind of girl I want to be. God, what happened?

First of all, I’d like to know why they bothered with the script at all. It was, by far, the most disjointed movie script Tom has ever done, and that’s including Vanilla Skies and Eyes Wide Shut. So it’s saying something. It must be written by somebody who has influence over the both of them, someone with chops in the maneuvering department. It’s like watching Sarah Geronimo perform for Loren Legarda. You just got to say – WTF? Why did she sell herself so short?

Okay, okay, I’m getting ahead of myself. In all fairness, the story line is interesting. It’s basically girl-next-door meets Ethan Hunt kind of story. I bet it would’ve been (or was) a fairly interesting Romance Suspense novel. But as a script, it lacked planning and failed at cohesiveness. It didn’t have enough romance in it (yeah, yeah, the chick in me is whining), and not enough suspense (we’ve seen you do that in Mission Impossible, Tom, show me something else). So what do you get? It’s just something mindlessly fun, something to enjoy with your girlfriends or with somebody who isn’t there for the film but for you. I bet you’ll need the distraction.

Don’t expect to be swept off your feet by Tom. Don’t expect to be charmed to chips by Cameron. Just sit there and turn off your brain and let it do some auto-piloting.

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