Thriller? More like a snoozer shown on airplanes to put people to sleep.

Rating: Null/10 (26 December 2014)

Who doesn't like a good thriller once in a while? We're sadly bound to Hollywood providing cheap films in our local multiplex when the word, "thriller" comes to mind. It's the independent hits with an appreciation for reality that make you grasp at the edge of our seats. The birth of a soon to be five-film franchise is so far the most lame and lifeless. All the necessities for a successful film both in qualitative and financial terms are at the edge of the producers of, "The Bourne Identity" noses. Based loosely on Robert Ludlum's novel, the Bourne Identity is the story of a man whose wounded body is discovered by fishermen who nurse him back to wellness. He can remember nothing and begins to try to rebuild his memory based on clues such as the Swiss bank account, the number of which, is implanted in his hip. Familiar territory, anyone? He soon realizes that he is being hunted and takes off with a girl on a search to find out who he is and why he is being hunted. The whole identity crisis element gets tangled into so many films that don't even require the film to be good. We spend money on films to excite us, and since producers, writers, and directors know how to make easy films that can please audiences based on financial data, they throw the same baloney at us. "The Bourne Identity" relies on an identity crisis. Nothing is thrilling, exciting, or even the slight most interesting. Every second feels like a bedtime story kids beg to end to fall asleep. Director Doug Liman can do pretty fun things in wildly entertaining blockbusters, but he kind of just tells his crew to make sure the sound is loud and the camera is still. The whole films plays like the sound on a medical machine that stimulates the knowledge that a guy died. You follow? I asked too many rhetorical questions due to how repetitive the dullness carries on in the film itself.