Danny's in Mexico City on business when he meets Julian at the hotel bar. Julian's had a bit too much to drink, and doesn't make the best of first impressions, but both men are stuck in town for a few days. With nothing else to do, they strike up a sort of friendship. Julian doesn't talk much about himself, but finally confesses the truth to Danny: He's a "facilitator of fatalities," a hit man, to be less grandiose. Unfortunately, Julian is also going through a nasty mid-life crisis, not fun for anyone, but particularly difficult for someone who risks death if he ever fails a mission.
Not a lot to say about this one. Greg Kinnear as Danny and Pierce Brosnan as Julian are near-perfect casting for these roles, and it's nice to see Hope Davis, as Danny's wife, getting to do something other than her usual brittle shrew. But the movie never settles on one tone, veering from dark comedy to serious drama; either choice might have worked, but the extreme shifts from one to the other could give you whiplash.
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