The American is pretty much what you'd expect from a George Clooney film. Well acted, well shot and well directed. Stylish, like the man. But despite this, it is a wafer thin, seen it all before typical story of a Hitman that is fed up with the life he lives and want to throw it all in. As we all know, Hitman cant just hand in their 4 weeks notice and collect the P45, and so begins the age old tale of hunter turned hunted.
The difference with this version though is that it's all rather slow, dull and pointless as it meanders along to it's predictable conclusion. Not for me this Italian Melodrama, the best bit being when George emerges from those tiny doors. Badly framed shot??
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