Munich (2005)
I really want to like the movie more than I did. For the most part it was very good, and exactly what I want in a movie. It's a spy movie that doesn't rely on action sequences to keep you entertained. From a cinematic standpoint it was beautiful. Explosions were artistic. Conversations were engaging and thoughtful. Action sequences had just the right amount of chaos to impart a sense of confusion, but you always knew who was doing what and why. That's a lost art nowadays. When two groups of terrorists are mistakenly doubled booked in a Greek safehouse it's funny, right out of Monty Python, and when they wind up having a meaningful conversation about the future it's captivating. Spielberg's the man.
I just thought it tried to be a little too much, and was disjointed as a result. As good as Eric Bana was, and he was excellent, the movie spent too much time inside Avner's confused mind. Random flashbacks to the massacre that didn't seem to have any real connection to him. Endless questions about whether or not his informants are betraying him. Who's trying to kill him and who's not. Was it a bomb or an accident. I appreciated their thoughtfulness about the morality of what they were doing. That was a great thing to focus on. It just didn't need all of the added doubt and mistrust to fuck his mind up. A mindfuck which culminates in a scene of him grudge-fucking his wife interspersed with flashbacks of the final chapter of the Munich Massacre, which really made no sense at all. Wonderfully filmed; very Coppola like, right down to the music. Didn't make a damn bit of sense, though, and presumably related to an aspect of the film that really didn't need to exist at all. I've got nothing against a good psychological thriller, but this was excellent simply being a political thriller. Trying to be both was a mistake.