First of all, I liked it better than the previous two Mission: Impossible films.
The first two were exercises in style by two famous directors (De Palma and Woo).
This one was just a straight summer blockbuster.
Actually, it wasn’t even that.
It was J.J. Abrams’ soon to be cancelled “Alias” starring Tom Cruise (instead of Jennifer Garner) and given a 125 million dollar budget. He even reused certain character archetypes (Laurence Fishburne was Jack Bristow and Simon Pegg was Marshall)
Which I don’t have a problem with because I love “Alias” (well, at least the first two seasons, now I just watch it out of habit).
On a side note, everytime I told a woman (except the one I saw it with) that I was going to see or had seen M:I:3, they cringed in revulsion. “Ew, I hate Tom Cruise. He’s weird.”
Did I miss something? Did Tom Cruise eat a baby in front of a million people or something?
So what he’s weird? I shouldn’t know that much about his private life anyway.
It’s a shame because this is a good summer flick.