Not as boring as The Da Vinci Code, but still tremendously boring. The most interesting thing about the book – the pseudo-history behind all the puzzle solving – gets relegated to Tom Hanks making a few offhand remarks as he races about Rome. It’s usually just enough information to slow the action down but never enough to be intriguing.
The movie follows the same exact pattern for half of its duration (I love the repeated closeups of black sedans accompanied by gothic chanting – intense!), the acting is flat, and half the murders are so absurdly grotesque they’re comical.
But it’s better than The Da Vinci Code.