Vantage Point (the sequel to the review)

This "thriller" boasts a string of Oscar-winners that pop in strangely like an array of cameos. The villains, without a cause; the ‘twist’, predictable and old, Matthew Fox's performance; a little lost (no pun intended). The “good guys”? Quaid reeks of American patriotism and the temperamental president leaves us yearning for the days of David Palmer. Interesting opening: yes, fair enough. With an avant garde premise, the story is unfortunately mediocre at best, with far too many characters that we care far too little about, chock-full of meaningless subplots which fail to flesh out any characters. This cheesy ending is sprinkled of with and extra serving of sloppy loose ends. But oh, there are some hot car chase scenes, ambulances and all. And the camcorder-shot scenes, strangely reminiscent of Cloverfield, and which perhaps I’d list as a baby step in the right direction. Concession of choice: An ice cream cone. Total body count: who cares?

Score: 3/10

Trying to be all Jack Bauer-esque:

“Thank you Thomas”
“You’re welcome Mr. President”

Pete Travis made us see the same half hour or so 8 or so times, and each time Dennis Quaid, Matthew Fox, Forest Whitaker and Sigourney Weaver tried to make us care. We didn't.