The Ghost Writer is a painstakingly boorish, lifeless pilferage that is a complete and unmitigated waste of the talented actors that comprise the film. This insufferable calamity is a torturous chore of viewing that drearily drags the audience through its tedious attempt at a mystery. The film stars Pierce Bronsnan (Percy Jackson & the Olympians: The Lightening Thief), Ewan McGregor (The Men Who Stare at Goats), Kim Cattrall (Sex and the City 2), Olivia Williams (Hanna), Tom Wilkinson (Michael Clayton), Timothy Hutton (The Last Mimzy), and Jim Belushi (Cougars Inc).
The Ghost Writer is an inexcusable, second rate snooze fest that attempts to induce a level of suspense into an awful, mundane story that barely entertains. This anesthetic mishap surrounds a secret manuscript of Adam Lang, a former prime minister who has been charged with war crimes. The film is based on a book by Robert Harris.
This dullard of a suspense story is a taut thriller about politics and the power of pubic perception as well as the measures that politicians must go through to maintain public opinion. The Ghost Writer is a story with more than meets the eye. It’s a good idea of a mystery that is trapped in a muddled story. Despite its boorish nature, the film does induce a good level of misdirection as it attempts to set up the mystery that surrounds the manuscript and the death of the original ghost writer. As the details of the mystery begin to unfold, the film’s boorish nature forces the audience to lose interest in the reasons why the original ghost writer was murdered or why the ghost writer(McGregor) probes to unglue the secrets that are enclosed in this whodunit.
It’s a exhausting debacle that is comprised of a great cast. That’s the best aspect of this malicious viewing. Many of the roles in the film are portrayed by some great talent. McGregor and Bronson head a great ensemble cast of actors and both give good performances despite the boorish nature of the film. The film’s failures are more about the shortcomings of the story than the work of the actors themselves. Bronson and McGregor don’t fail the film, The Ghost Writer fails them. This disastrous catastrophe never utilizes any of the talent that it has at its disposal. Kim Catrall, Olivia Williams, Jim Belushi, and Tom Wilkinson all have pedestrian performances that are no where near the level of talent that we have seen each of them display in other venues. That speaks volumes about this depravity.
The Ghost Writer is a disaster of cataclysmic proportions. The film is utterly boring; it will literally put you to sleep. The film’s mystery is well shrouded within the unfortunate miscue. It keeps you guessing until the end but this long drawn out whodunit fails to engage the audience. It’s a dreary, sleep inducing waste of talent and is no where near being worthy of the talented actors that comprise the film. It has no where near the level of intrigue that you would assume as it truly is a painstakingly numbing experience that saps the enthusiasm of the movie going experience.