Green Zone (Paul Greengrass, 2010)

Enough, already. No more Iraq war dissections that try to have their cake and eat it by feeding action fans whilst purporting to say something serious about establishment corruption and double-dealing relating to the war. It's not that Green Zone, with Matt Damon - who else? - seeking to find out why WMDs are nowhere to be found, is an incompetent piece, just that the recipe is so stale. There's a noble and indignant Iraqi collaborator to help the good guy, a snarling pantomime general to be caught, and another cartoon thug on the American side doing his best to catch the hero in some friendly fire before he manages to expose the military-led conspiracy at work. It all revolves around a little book which we are to believe conveniently has a list of secret Iraqi safe houses. It could have done with more attention paid to plausibility and less of the run-of-the-mill chase action.

4/10