I like to think of myself as highbrow (I’m not really) but have a weakness for the books. I like the Chandleresque directness of the tone, Reacher’s love of coffee, and its escapist, so sue me.
But the movie was awful. And I’m not too sure why, but the bit that first broke it for me was when some random female (not Rosamund, who is lovely but not much hope as an actor) did an almost slo-mo double-take at Cruise/Reacher’s gorgeousness.
Just, y’know, to emphasise his animal magnetism. It was an odd moment and the spell was broken for me at that point.