I almost chickened out and gave this a perfectly average 50 rating. But ya know what? It's not a 50 star movie. It's below average, and no amount of me wanting it to be better than it is will fix that.
McGregor plays a reporter who finds about a top secret section of the military that deals with psychic powers, peace instead of war, and meditation and all that stuff. He travels to Iraq where he meets Clooney, who once served in that secret department and still may. From there they go on what the movie probably believes is an adventure, but the viewer will likely not be as agreeable.
It meanders. Nothing means much of anything. The point is anti climatic, the whole new age feel goodery is used to sport sight gags and one liners that while funny, don't add any sort of real depth to the movie.
In that same vein, every character is good enough and funny enough and off enough to be funny, but it never comes close to adding up to the sum of its parts. It's like they pitched 40 different scene ideas and just sort of crammed them into a film. It doesn't work as a film. In fact the film itself, and the narrative as a whole, detract from the individual scenes.
This is a real waste of a pretty fun idea and a damn good cast. Such a shame.
Staring at goats can be fun, but not for 90 minutes.
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