Maybe one day, American studios will have the audacity to kill the President, but it is not this day. At some point in "Olympus Has Fallen," after some supposedly shocking thing, Morgan Freeman reclines in his chair, head tilted, mouth slightly agape, eyes glazed over. He's supposed to seem paralyzed with shock, but maybe he just already knows the outcome of this film and is likewise bored into a stupor.
The act of reviewing "Olympus Has Fallen"—not the film itself—is frustrating. There is nothing to say about this film. Why are you still here? Spring has sprung, and there are lives to be lived and songs to be sung. Do not see "Olympus Has Fallen." Let it fade away and wither to dust.
—Staff writer Brian Feldman can be reached at bfeldman@college.harvard.edu