Like an elegantly wrapped Christmas gift with a cheap toy inside, “ The Tourist ” is a tantalizing package containing nothing worthwhile. Glowing with the star power of Angelina Jolie and Johnny Depp and a lush Venice setting, this Hitchcock wannabe is a tepid thriller that sinks faster than that waterlogged city.
When we first see Johnny Depp in “The Rum Diary,” he’s hung over, bloodshot and clad only in boxer shorts hiked unfashionably high over his midsection. He’s stumbling around a motel room that looks like it’s been hit by a hurricane.
Johnny Depp’s “The Lone Ranger,” opening in theaters tomorrow to negative reviews and tough competition, looks poised to become Walt Disney Co.’s biggest flop since last year’s $200 million loss from “John Carter.”