A middle class couple seemingly leading the ideal life are – unbeknownst to each other – a pair of highly paid assassins working for rival companies.
When the suits heard that they’d got the Brangelina behemoth on board for this project they probably soiled their jockeys and I’m surprised they even bothered to write a script before wheeling out the money printing machine. With the most popular male and female leads on the planet starring and a concoction of rom-com for the ladies and action for the lads, this film was never going to fail financially but complacency could’ve made it go oh-so wrong in all other departments. Luckily Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie’s chemistry actually works really well and their heavily armed bickering provides its fair share of laughs. Essentially Kramer vs Kramer with artillery, Mr. & Mrs. Smith plays out like True Lies if both man and wife were secret agents and while they’re at each others’ throats it works really well. Inevitably once they kiss and make up it turns into the usual Hollywood mix of schmaltz and ever escalating slow motion ammo porn but as a whole it’s a pretty entertaining piece of undemanding mainstream fluff.
Grosse Point Blank did something similar with more wit and subtlety but it’s a lot better than than the criminally overrated Prizzi’s Honour.