We will be seeing this and sounds great.
I am sure that Martin will have a review on ths.
But it looks great.







Matt Damon takes on a weighty, humorous role in The Informant.



ABOUT THE MOVIE

The Informant!
* * * (out of four)

Stars: Matt Damon, Melanie Lynskey, Scott Bakula, Joel McHale
Director: Steven Soderbergh
Distributor: Warner Bros.
Rating: R for language
Running time: 1 hour, 48 minutes






People magazine may just strip Matt Damon of his "sexiest man alive" title once they catch sight of the actor in the offbeat film The Informant!.
Portly — Damon packed on 30 pounds for the role — and sporting a ridiculous mustache, dorky wire-framed glasses and an unmoving helmet of hair, he's almost unrecognizable in the role of Mark Whitacre, a corporate whistle-blower who is not what he seems.

Damon is superb as a demonically smart guy who comes across as rather dim. The Informant! is an odd, satirical comedy that director Steven Soderbergh has infused with a jaunty tone, in contrast to the serious subject matter. Its story of corporate malfeasance and corruption as well as individual greed couldn't be more timely, given the antics of bailed-out Wall Street companies and powerhouse banks.

The dark comedy is based on the real-life much-publicized story of the highest-ranking corporate whistle-blower in American history.

It's the early 1990s and Whitacre is a top exec at Archer Daniels Midland (ADM), an agri-industry conglomerate engaging in an industry-wide practice of price-fixing. Why would Whitacre sabotage his golden-boy status by revealing his company's wrongdoings? At first he seems like an inept but heroic guy, fessing up to the FBI and exposing his company's illegal acts because it's the right thing to do.

Soon, it becomes clear that his motives are more ulterior than pure of heart. The FBI agents assigned to the case (Scott Bakula and Joel McHale) find that Whitacre's account of events shifts more easily than his toupee in a strong breeze. Is Whitacre a knight in shining armor, a compulsive liar, playing secret agent or plagued by mental illness? Or is he all of the above?

With his earnest demeanor and straightforward delivery, Damon convincingly obfuscates Whitacre's motives. We don't question his veracity as much as try to muddle through it. A big part of the fun is piecing together the puzzle that is Whitacre.

In a strange but fascinating touch, Damon voices his inner monologue. Often, his thoughts — an inane stream of consciousness — seem wholly unrelated to what's going on around him, which adds an intriguing absurdist quality to an already quirky tale. We come to realize Whitacre is the least reliable narrator in an already slippery setting.

Soderbergh takes a deadly serious news story and amplifies and colors it to the point of outrageousness. The results aren't always consistent, but they are undeniably compelling.