Angelina Jolie's and Johnny Depp's star power can't save 'The Tourist' from losing its way in this bland mystery drama.
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To see Johnny Depp and Angelina Jolie in “The Tourist” is like watching a chemistry experiment gone horribly wrong. You would think that these two stellar sexpots would set off royal fireworks – not to mention that both of them can, when the spirit moves them, really act.
No such spirit is in the wind here. This is the first Hollywood job by the German director Florian Henckel von Donnersmarck, who directed the Oscar-winning espionage drama “The Lives of Others.” About the only thing “The Tourist” has in common with that film is a fetishistic fascination with surveillance techniques.
Jolie, who these days is looking more and more like a reanimated mannequin from a Saks window display, plays Elise, a British woman of mystery who is being tailed by Interpol and Scotland Yard (but not, refreshingly, by the paparazzi). She meets up for the first time on a train to Venice with Frank, a vacationing community college math teacher from Wisconsin. Perhaps Depp, looking puffy and cushiony, overdoes the versimilitude of his characterization: He’s about as exciting as a community college math teacher from Wisconsin.