The first twenty minutes are splendid: a bit of Kafka, a dash of Buzzati (The Tartar Steppe), globalization, inequality, etc. Then somebody reminded Tykwer that he was making a Hollywood hologram, pardon, movie, and utter cheesiness took over. A missed opportunity. As with any other mainstream Hollywood movie, it is about reassuring Americans about their role, relevance, and agency in the world.
One of those films where you leave not feeling utter contempt, not feeling complete infatuated, but even saying you feel content doesn't really cut it. You just emerge from an experience that gave you a few smiles, a few laughs, but nothing that lasted. I think the problem is Tom Tykwer doesn't really know what he wants to do here, and with that, the audience damn-sure won't figure that out for him.
Is it a propaganda movie? Chinese are taking our jobs...we have to beg Arabs for money and new opportunities...Arabs don't respect foreigners...Arabs doesn't respect human rights...the Sex Scene!! no no no, it made me almost vomit...Why in the American movies everyone is looking for someone to @#$k???
A breezy, aimless and dramatically inept attempt at a character study that is nonetheless redeemed by the work of its leading man. In recent years, Hanks has finally justified the adoration showered upon him in the 90s, proving himself one of the most sensitive and casually consummate acting stars of Hollywood cinema. His scenes shared with Sarita Choudhury are a thing of rare delicate beauty.