Domino
I have a theory about British actors. They can walk into a mediocre American production and, by sheer will, and charismatic eloquence, seduce you into enjoying it. This film proves it. Note: I’m not saying this is a great film. Let it be said that I feel as though Tony Scott is a Michael Bay protége. He loves his slo-mo shots of helicopters and what Quentin Tarantino refers to as…