To me there are two types of film, those that tell a story and those in which things happen because the plot says so. The Tourist is definitely the latter, attempting intrigue and sophistication, but ending up with ham all over its fist and egg all over its face. Depp and Jolie are their beautiful selves, Johnny far too urbane to be a maths teacher from Hicksville. Thank goodness for the locations and the time that Paul Bethany spends on screen, although there is nothing here to stretch his acting chops. It's half decent entertainment if you don't examine the plot too closely, but in the end The Tourist only serves as a reminder that there are any number of films that do this stuff far, far better – see Frantic, Charade, Bourne 1, Ronin, Hopscotch, etc., etc., etc.
Review of The Tourist
