Within five minutes you can work out where this movie is going. The following 80 minutes, however, seem like an eternity as the cast plod clumsily through beautiful Italian countryside in a poorly contrived inter-generational comedy of errors. All roads get to Rome, but most get there a good sight quicker than this pile of diversions.
A rather hit-an-miss sequal to the much better Paris Je T'Aime, but with some lovely tender moments thrown in nonetheless, particularly by veteran actors Eli Wallach and Cloris Leachman walking along the promenade on Coney Island . The classiest sequence is undoubtedly the Anthony Minghella story directed by Shekhar Kapur, featuring faultless performances from the legendary Julie Christie and John Hurt with Shia LeBeouf as Jacob.
Not a single likeable character in this supposed comedy-noir metaphor for the state of 21st century America. Neither the hit men nor their targets managed to elicit either empathy nor sympathy throughout this dreary mob gambling affair.