Here we are for round two, Bourne edition!He's back! And he still doesn't remember why!
Jason Bourne (Matt Damon) is living with his girlfriend Marie (Franka Potente) in India, sure that he has put the events of two years ago out of his mind forever. Little does he know, Russian Karl Urban is framing him for an assassination in Berlin. The CIA task force, led by Pamela Landy (Joan Allen), starts investigating but they get more than they bargain for when a pissed off Bourne starts demanding to know why they won't just leave him the hell alone.
This was the first sequel directed by Paul Greengrass, aka Mr. Shakycam. I fucking hate shakycam. I think it's a lazy device used to simulate action and cover up bad fight choreography. There's a lot more blurring in the shots, too, to show Bourne's hazy memories but all the vapor-trailed neon started to make me nauseated after a bit.
Thematically, this film is much more bitter than it's predecessor. The darks are darker and there's an absence of hope, although the story itself shows a bit more intelligence. That's not all that high a bar to clear, however.
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