"The Duh-Vinci Code"

*sigh*. I suppose I went into this film with appropriately lowered expectations and all. And I guess it had it's neat Hollywood-ized aspects to it. But boy, howdy, was it a totally white-bread excuse for a mystery film.

Just about everything was telegraphed, but obscured in such a way that there was no real figuring out the puzzle. Which is fine, but it was so overwrought in places that I wound up just not caring if what I was watching was a clue, or a twist, or a twist-on-a-twist, or whatever.

And the very, very end? *sigh*. Ron Howard didn't actually need to literally show what was down there, did he? I mean, duh!! At least if he left it at that, he might have scored a cleverness point or something. But I guess that didn't market-test well. Despite how freakin' obvious it was! Grrr.

Anyway, I was really only in it for Audrey Tautou. I just wish it was a little more satisfying in that aspect too, though. That impish brightness that she's so good at in "Amelie" et al is rather dulled and missed totally here.

Hmm. "Amelie"... *looks over on the DVD shelf*