Jack O'Connell. He is the only blessing to this poorly scripted flick with overpaid actors thrown in for box office appeal. Looks like Julia Roberts had to pay for a more recent botox lip job and George Clowney wanted to throw his spine out of alignment just for a few more shekels. Why anyone would ever think they could add to this lame attempt at suspense is beyond me. This was NO Michael Clayton, but attempted to present itself as such. Everyone knew the bomb wasn't real as soon as the distraught girlfriend said he (Jack O'Connell) "didn't know how to use a screwdriver", so talk about a foolishly revealed untimely plot killer! Brother. A bit of a "dud" movie if you get my drift.
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