Sucker Punch Squad: Clooney’s ‘The American’ Has No Punch at All
by Kurt Schlichter[Editor's Note: Script reviews of upcoming projects have been around for as long as there's been an Internet. Therefore it's no secret that a film can evolve into something quite different from its screenplay. Please keep in mind that this article represents a look at a particular script and not the final product.]
The good news first – there’s no pinko sucker punch in The American despite the presence of chatty progressive George Clooney in the title role. Sure, there’s a tiny bit of the hackneyed “American learns about life from the earthy foreigners who truly know how to live” cliché, but not much. Now the bad news: Not only is there no sucker punch but there’s no punch at all.
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This is a technically well-written script by Rowan Joffe that tells a story that made me want to lick my finger and stick it in a socket to jump start my soul. Stop me if you’ve heard this before, which pretty much means stop me now. Clooney plays a hit man who “wants out” and hides in an Italian village while he puts together his One Last Job. He interacts with a few locals, sips coffee, acts paranoid, and awaits the series of twists and betrayals everyone sees coming a mile away. Arrivederchi, two hours of your life.
I almost wish that the script had empowered Clooney’s Hollywood lib instincts so I could have felt something while reading the script other than the same exhausted ennui that the main character is supposed to feel. Yeah, he’s burned out and morally and emotionally bereft. We get it. I mean, we’ve only seen this movie and this character, what . . . 500 times? Except this one is hiding out in the same soul-regenerating village Italian countryside we’ve seen in, what . . . 500 other movies?
Call it Clash of the Cliches. Too bad they never actually unleash the kraken.
Let’s catalog some of the other clichés: (more…)







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