In this disappointing production is a list of talented actors playing the true story of finding this stolen French art. Like Half-Blood Blues, this movie differs from general World War II fare and goes to a forgotten-ish history. Hitler wanted Germany to have the biggest museum in the world, a museum that will remind people of the Whitehouse when observing it's handmade dream model. He wanted to fill it up with these paintings and models, including Madonna, so that we would see French culture now in the hands of Germans. At the start of the movie, we learn all that, and how even after all the events of D Day, they have to, like Philomena, go find the artwork from scratch.
Throughout this movie, the team carries guns and war suits that are really unnecessary. Instead of being sneaky and into the vaults of gold or whatever, they ride a boat, looking at the barriers of the beach that used to be filled with razor wire, and in France to see how plain and thousand-year-old-like the buildings look. Oh, wait! There's a gunshot from a window that's targeting our heroes. The two soldiers at ready, come up with a hasty plan that takes literally a minute to discuss. You'd think it would heat up with reinforcements, but in the end, even the person who shot at them is a disappointment for us. There are a couple main character deaths, which happen in action scenes, which are so little that you may not even notice the death until it has passed.
After most of these deaths, people question whether it was worth a life to save a work of art, and if it was ME who died, what would you say? These paintings are beautiful, enough to make me jealous of their shown talent, and a tragic event happens to a portion of them that feels like losing you're favourite video game, but if I ever go to a Paris museum and see one of these artworks, chances are I'm going to just move on to the next one, and so will you.
For one hundred and ten minutes that feel like one hundred and ten hours, George Clooney's team take hikes around the damaged country racing for the artwork against the Russians, with a lame relationship with Matt Damon and Cate Blanchett's characters that doesn't try hard enough to be sweet, the whole thing acting like a sequel to Saving Private Ryan, and a wannabe at that. Watch the movie if you want to calm down from being hyper, though; it will knock the oxygen out of you, the same as a gunshot in the neck.