At first look, The American seems to a straight-up gun-slinger film with George Clooney as eye candy; but do not be fooled, this is not your boyfriend's typical suspense thriller. This film will offer seemingly oxymoronic qualities of the suspense thriller genre and will make anyone attempting to classify it question the very essence of what it is that makes a movie a thriller. And the reviews are equally polarized; for at least half of the film's viewers in fact, The American is accused of overindulging in the suspense aspect and failing to deliver on the thriller proponent. All the way on the other side of the camp, many people have praised Director Anton Corbijin for taking the novel, A Very Private Gentleman (Martin Booth 1990) and making a hollywood film devoid of the expected explosiveness of a classic suspense thriller. After a long drought season at the box office this past summer, my official appraisal of the film is gratitude to the director for not churning out yet another hollywood thriller and instead, taking the viewer on a slow but intensely smouldering journey in to the psychology of an assassin. The American does not rest on a shaky foundation of explosive climaxes, chase scenes, and drawn out gun duels; it is stylish and sophisticated and most of all, features a protagonist with genuine emotions and character.
I was really pleased with the writer's decision to christen the movie as The American rather than its original novel tittle. It is a good fit for the protagonist in its nondescript qualities. George Clooney’s character is as murky as it gets for anyone who crossed his path in the film, his nationality is the only thing he willingly reveals and even after probing around his psyche for the entire movie and the audience doesn't really get to learn more details of his life. This may sound like a cap on the character's liveability factor, but Corbijn and his screenwriter, Rowan Joffe, definitely understand what they're doing. The occupational hazards for a weapons craftsman dictates a lonely lifestyle and The American’s muted appeal relies heavily on the prolonged air of mystery around Clooney, and Corbijn, a seasoned photographer and cinematographer on top of his directorial talents effectively makes a viewer just as tense and paranoid as Clooney's character.