Edge of Tomorrow ★★½

Open on a movie career. A set of perfectly terrible teeth protrude from a handsome head astride a denim jacket with the sleeves cut-off.
Tom likes the passion and the pain, but hates his gnashers (and being part of an ensemble) so….

BANG. Reset…

Mouth adornments gleaming, the Cruiser steps back into the spotlight. It’s a Risky Business - and he’s making All the Right Moves - but teen movies are a dead-end, so…

BANG. Reset…

Oh wow, what a run: riding high on the Fourth of July (and Kidman’s legs) Cruise has been Top Gun for years. Then a misstep… he dons a blonde wig and more prosthetic biting equipment, and the idol teeters….

BANG. Reset…

Some serious cred as Thomas keeps his Eyes Wide Shut and his Frank in Magnolia tames the c…
…areer slide. There’s not enough star power in arthouse, though, so…

BANG. Reset…

Relationships jitter in and out of Tom’s life: should Cruise cruise with Cruz? Should he step out of the light? Or into it? Vanilla Sky shows a conflicted, damaged individual… possibly too close to home, so:

BANG. Reset…

The Scientology mothership has landed, Cruise is Producer but not above bouncing on a sofa. Katie flits in and out like a phantom. Projects fail to fly but that thousand-watt grin still shines. Oblivion beckons then WHAM… apparently All You Need is Kill. Groundhog Day meets Halo, but without the action of the latter or the deft scripting of the former, it impresses in irregular spurts, but fails to be deeply satisfying sci-fi, exhilarating action or unmissable comedy-drama.

It does, though, confirm what we already suspected: The Cruiser plays weasly bastards very, very well. Should he mine that rich vein? Let the weak side break free? Or are we due another career twist? As the lights go down on this current phase…

BANG…reset?