The American (2010)

Cold, detached, on-edge George Clooney isn’t my favorite version. I may have indeed watched this film before, but I don’t have any recollection even after watching. There isn’t much new here that adds to the genre of the assassin who is afraid he has lost his humanity and is ready to get out of the game. This time the majority of the action, or lack thereof, is set in Italy and it is indeed gorgeous. It makes me want to visit, maybe if there is ever a post-pandemic era.