Salinger looks so run-down and bleary eyed and unshaven that the movie eventually makes a joke out of it; he actually looks like a more depressed version of Owen's character from Children of Men. And if I didn't have a movie star crush on Watts, I might've been wondering why her character doesn't have a personality.

But man, that Guggenheim sequence is awesome. Seriously. It's just too bad there's a half hour of movie left after it ends, none of which comes the slightest bit close to being as exciting -- or worse, comes any closer to providing any sort of resolution. It's too bad, given the reasonable amount of good material -- if you add up all the pieces, The International is just about one half of a good thriller. Maybe theaters should charge half price.

Movie Grade: C

Official Synopsis:

Interpol Agent Louis Salinger and Manhattan Assistant District Attorney Eleanor Whitman are determined to bring to justice one of the world's most powerful banks. Uncovering myriad and reprehensible illegal activities, Salinger and Whitman follow the money from Berlin to Milan to New York to Istanbul. Finding themselves in a high-stakes chase across the globe, their relentless tenacity puts their own lives at risk as their targets will stop at nothing -- even murder -- to continue financing terror and war.