Great director (Clint Eastwood), attractive cast (led by Matt Damon), talented screenwriter (Peter Morgan), interesting subject (uh, death) – and none of it works. That’s showbiz.
I hate to blame the screenwriter for anything because I know from experience that he has little say in what finally makes it to the screen. But whoever’s responsible, the problem here is the plot. A number of people have a close encounter with death and eventually come for resolution to a man with a gift for communicating with the dead. I don’t know if death goes on forever, but the movie seems to. It’s just not a very interesting storyline.
In the middle of the picture, however, there’s a little romance between the ghost whisperer played by Damon and a girl played by the wildly appealing Dallas Bryce Howard. He’s trying to stop messing around with spiritualism, she wants to keep her secrets to herself. Now that’s a good story! Should’ve been the whole picture. Instead it just tails off to nothing – and nothing else in the movie is half as gripping. Too bad.