5/10
As long as you ignore gaping plot holes that make a sieve look like a saucepan, and simply allow yourself to accept that this is a relatively mindless thriller, you can probably enjoy this. Brains are not needed.
You know how it is. You go to Berlin for a big biotech conference with your hot young wife, but when you get to the hotel, you realise you've left your briefcase behind at the airport, so you jump into another taxi, without even telling the missus what you're doing. And then you can't get a signal, so you can't talk to her. Then your taxi is involved in a accident, and you crash into the river and the taxi driver (strangely, also hot and blonde) rescues you, and you end up in hospital for 4 days. Then you go back to the hotel and your wife says she doesn't know who you are, and has a guy with her who she says is her husband. You know, one of those days.
Yup, well it's that kind of film, and that's just the first few minutes. From then on, poor Martin Harris (Liam Neeson) or whoever he is, has to run around Berlin trying to persuade people he is who he is, with the help of ageing ex-Stasi policeman Bruno Ganz (far too good for this film) and the hot Bosnian illegal immgrant taxi driver (Daine Kruger). Of course there is an explanation for all this weird behaviour, but even if I tried to explain it to you (which I won't) it would several paragraphs and you wouldn't be much the wiser afterwards. I've seen the film, and I'm baffled. But if you like car chases, foot chases, high melodrama, and more twists than a game of vingt-et-un, then this is your cup of tea. Just let me know what it was all about.
PS. Having beaten up people in Paris (Taken) and Berlin (this film), can any European capital be safe from Liam Neeson?
