Hanna (Joe Wright, 2011)

What's it about? 16-year-old Hanna (Saoirse Ronan) lives with her father (Eric Bana) in the Arctic wildernesss and has been trained by him to be a super-cool, super-smart, super-skilled killer. But why? And when she heads further afield, why does CIA ice-lady Wiegler (Cate Blanchett) want her dead?

Is it any good? Not really. It starts off well and has some okay action sequences, but it stretches credibility waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay beyond breaking point (he teaches her 17 languages, but doesn't tell her what a TV is?) and the fairy-tale structure is clumsily handled. Saoirse Ronan (bringing to mind a young Sissy Spacek) does her best with sub-par material and one can only hope she soon gets the role of a lifetime that will catapult her into the acting stratosphere. But when you find yourself wondering if her astonishingly ice-blue eyes are real or not, and if the odd accents are deliberate or not, and whether you should have kept up those Spanish lessons after all, you know the film itself wasn't up to much.

Anything else I should know? Saoirse is the Irish word for freedom. Leadránach is the Irish word for boring.

What does the Fonz think? Hanna, Schmanna




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