The November Man

Pierce Brosnan stars as Devereaux, a former CIA guy who winds up in places like Russia shooting people like nobody's business and getting himself mixed up in their politics. For starters, there's no way any American would get away with the crazy crap this guy does in this film. He'd get squashed like a bug the second he stepped out of his hotel room. The film is rife with spy movie clichés. Devereaux has a wife and child who create “complications,” he has a former trainee he shepherded (Luke Bracey) on his trail, along with a couple of CIA heads of questionable character (Will Patton and Bill Smitrovich) messing with him. Yes, there is also the mysterious damsel in distress (Olga Kurylenko) who Devereaux must protect while dealing with his own serious drinking problem. It's your basic “who's the real bad guy?” film, with everybody doing something relatively nasty at one time or another to keep things confusing. Brosnan's character offs a lot of people, and even cuts an innocent woman's femoral artery to make a dramatic point. It's all nonsense, directed poorly by Roger Donaldson, who also directed Brosnan in the junky Dante's Peak.