any of my film-watching friends with probably stop talking to me after this, but i really like this film. i am now consciously hanging my head in shame, and rightly so. michael bay leaves his fingerprint all over this movie - slightly bland, mediocre soundtrack, contrived ideas a-plenty, ewan mcgregor's sub-standard accent, so much that doesn't make any sense on any level... it's basically a better film than bay's direction implies. and who can argue that scarlett johansson doesn't look superb in a white body suit? no-one, that's who.
7/10
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