This isn’t much of a review, as I can still barely recall the title of the film let alone any plot line from it. I went to the theaters to see this a movie, something I rarely do but should do more as it makes me feel like a normal human being. Though this experience began with some abnormal and abnormally funny live entertainment. How can one concentrate on the movie on the screen when there was a movie going on in front of me? There were two men, one of which nearly suffered a heart attack over the amount of previews. “Another FUCKING preview?!” He got up and stormed down the stairs of the movie theater. His friend or lover or son or whatever the other dude was sat there calmly, as if this was normal behavior. He sat there as the other man stomped the concession stand and started to berate the teenage popcorn boy. I kept wondering about the dynamics between these two men, and that distracted me from the real movie. When the movie did spark my attention it was already the ending. There was a french disco song playing and some sort of revelation about the characters of which I knew nothing about. Okay, so that middle-aged spy is in love with another and now he is killing him. Boring. Still not as intriguing as the the two lovebirds in front of me.