First off, Deception, the new film starring Ewan McGregor and Hugh Jackman (and Michelle Williams but this isn't a story about a girl with perfectly formed acting ability and an average backside in a tight black skirt - actually I may have that the wrong way around...). Squillions of dollars and still Ewan can't manage an American accent, well neither can Hugh, but that doesn't matter too much because there's no story to the film anyway - not an original one anyway.
I went this weekend to see Ironman which is a super film except there's a bit in the middle which explains a major bit of the plot and it's just plain unbelievable. Still, not as unbelievable as Vantage Point where an all-American CIA officer turns out to be a traitor (oh sorry, did you want to see it) who has thrown in his lot with some Al Quaida cell operating out of Tunisia, you know, as you do.
But not to be outdone, there's Nicole Kidman's hairstyle which changes in every scene in The Translator. I'm not talking about a stray wisp of hair, I'm talking about a bob in one shot, then we go to Sean Penn for his bit of speech and then back to Nicole and hey hang on, Vidal Sassoon has been in and in the space of a "Huh? You think something's cooking?" Vid's given Nic a bouffant with height. Really, why do they do this?
Then there's that Tom Cruise one which is so forgettable that I've forgotten what it was called but it's the one where he's a cop in the future. Now, there is no plot. Really. He's looking for his kid but never finds him and never finds out why or where he disappeared to. Bonkers.
The thing is, I reckon most films these days try too hard. Where once a man used to come through a door with a gun, now he has to teleport himself in and then rip his face off to become someone else - probably a girl - and then shoot some deathly ray from his/her hand that comes from an ancient sect of warrior monks from a place that is identical to ours but in a parallel universe (come to think of it, that could have some legs...get me Spielberg!)