This poorly realised thriller is little more than a character study in which very little happens at a funereal pace. Bodyguard Matthias Schoenaerts, a soldier suffering from PTSD, is assigned to protect Diane Kruger and her son. We follow him closely as he goes about his business. Very closely. His head looms large in every shot. It’s a bodyguard procedural. Nothing happens until half-way through the film, and then only briefly, after which everything grinds to a halt again. Schoenaerts’ PTSD is barely relevant and his relationship with Kruger is poorly sketched. There are moments of tension, as signalled by the soundtrack, but nowhere near enough to elicit much interest.
I give this film one star for making a stab at showing the effects of modern warfare on the ordinary soldier, but in every other respect it is a complete clunker, extremely dull, lacking believable situations or characters, and wholly pointless. At the end I wondered why I had bothered.