Crap.

Rating: 1/10 (24 February 2010)

What a pile of dog dodo. I'm sorry, I know everyone is salivating because it's Scorcese and he can do no cinematic wrong, but damn..This one missed the mark for me on so many levels.
You know, if I want to watch a good, old time film noir movie, I'll watch an old time film noir movie. I don't need Scorcese to plagiarize that sensation and pretend he's doing anything new. The plot was so transparent it could be seen a mile away, and I was sick that he actually went for the same old trope that keeps playing over and over, to the point that not even made-for-TV movies use it anymore.
Nazis, shell shock, alcoholism, family violence, depression, McCarthyism, lobotomies--My throat is raw from having all these issues crammed down it. Couldn't Scorcese have picked one and paid attention to it carefully, and give the issue the respect it deserves? If he wants to talk about violence, about madness, surely there was a far clearer way to get this across than this red herring mess he shoved down our craw.
If you were shocked and amazed by the 'plot twists' in this film, I have to assume you have never watched a mystery or thriller or horror movie in your entire life, nor seen much TV lately. It's the same old crap in a pretty dress. If you want real plot twists and brain teasers, go watch a season of Lost. This movie was a waste of time.