"...I could go on and on ..."

Rating: 1/10 (2 March 2006)

With the splendid "21 Hours at Munich" in the back of my mind I sat down to watch Spielbergs doc-drama or perhaps fleshing out of the latter. The overshadowing question that gradually develops for me long before the first half of the movie has passed by is, where is this movie going or what is it about? Several clues might be found in the first assassination in the film of a write/translator who to an engaged audience praises the power of the narrative and equally throughout a recurring theme of a never ending replacement of 'targets/names'. The new target/name, we discover, far worse than the first and perhaps not so dissimilar to the dialog which struggles to reflect on events. As a snippet from the dialog at the end of the film sounds, '...I could go on and on ...'. And so it does only tempting the audience through change of exotic era-true cosmopolitan scenery and clockwork-carnage.