Crowe is his usual excellent self as a scruffy journalist with below average work ethics, and far below average morals. Mumbling when confident and bored. Utterly disdained by new practices as bloggers, he s a dying breed.
More surprisingly, Affleck is good. But perhaps the best casting here is the ensemble. Jeff Daniels, Helen Mirren, Robin Wright and Harry Lennix all provide excellent support, and there is very little attempt to fill the void with young pretty people with lesser talent. Fantastic. No one tells people to fuck off like Helen Mirren.
The breadcrumbs are decent and nicely executed, helped by the solid acting of Crowe. Director MacDonald takes time for quiet scenes, and generally shows that he wants to make a good story, not just a film instigated by PR. The excitement is good enough to keep you guessing and on the edge of your seat most of the time.
A good word for the music of Alex Heffes. Though the theme is a bit overused throughout, it is used with a variation of instrument and in production. Besides the theme is brilliant.
And it's good to see some good, old-fashioned journalism again in a time where every "reporter" seems to be trying to find out who had sex with Olly Murs last week. The friend+reporter-thread seems a bit unnecessary, but other than that, the story is pretty good.
So though it may not be as smart as the conspiracy-films of old, it is a modern and fresh instalment. And with Crowe on top-form, it really is worth a watch, just to know that Hollywood still has other things than formulaic and daft, though it falls very stupidly in the "one more twist" ending. And I shall dock a point for this, as it is most overdone and annoying.
7/10
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