This is that one movie where Angelina Jolie (you might have heard of her; she's having Brad Pitt's twins any day now) plays a tattooed, bad-ass tough chick. Oh, right, that might not narrow it down enough. Well, it also has Morgan Freeman in a patriarchal role as the leader of a group of assassins, and James McAvoy with an American accent, as a guy with a normal job and a normal life who has an assassin somewhere inside him because that's what his dad was (you know assassinating is genetic, right?). If the trailer is to be believed, McAvoy's character can shoot the wings off flies. Which ... really? I know movies expect us all to suspend our disbelief in sometimes extraordinary ways, but asking me to believe someone can shoot the wings off flies might finally be going too far: This is a leap I'm unwilling to take.