Jeez, based on the comments in this thread you would think Tom Cruise and John Travolta were going to strap you down and read L Ron Hubbard to you.
It’s a movie review. And it sounds decent. If you cannot watch an actor without seeing his private life, I guess I can understand it. But that’s why they call it acting.
"Edge of Tomorrow," Tom Cruise's well-executed, summer, sci-fi actioner, is essentially about how Don Draper became John Wayne. When we meet American Major Cage (Cruise), he's done nothing to earn his rank other than game the system after some college ROTC. His job is to sell a war, not fight one. He's a dishonorable smarmy coward who sees himself as above the meat-grinder his promotion skills have helped to pour countless men and women into.It sounds as if it deserves a better turnout than it's getting.That's not to say the world doesn't need Cage's skills. We're in trouble. Hostile, seemingly invincible alien invaders called Mimics have taken much of Europe, and there's no question world domination is the ultimate goal. After a series of staggering losses, the creation of exoskelton combat jackets helped even the odds, but only temporarily.
Those jackets served another important purpose: helped to create a symbolic hero, Rita Vrataski (Emily Blunt), a Special Forces soldier sold as the Angel of Verdun by men like Cage but known affectionately as Full Metal Bitch by the warriors honored to fight by her side. Tomorrow Rita will be dropped on a French beach along with legions of others In what everyone knows is the last chance to save Europe and therefore the world.
The movie-going audience seems to be getting a bit burnt out on CGI-laden summer blockbusters.