I went to see MI:III with some friends of mine tonight. It was... a minor catastrophe.
The company that joined me was great, but the film... it left me wondering why I wasted $10 and 2 hours of my life. The story was weak, there were a few continuity errors, and the time format (middle, beginning, middle, end) left me bored by the time the last half of the movie rolled around. The character development was... well, Tom Cruise. The rest were mostly forgettable lackeys. Even the main villain was anemic, literally what happens when a sadist pig becomes too powerful.
I couldn't really feel moved by this movie. It wasn't clever like Lucky Number Slevin. It wasn't gripping in its entirety like V for Vendetta. Basically, it felt like the sequel to Mission Impossible 2. And, as anyone knows, that isn't a good thing. My comrades felt the movie was worthy and good, but I must diverge from their opinion and say that almost any other movie in the theatres these days could surpass MI:III in all aspects, other than raw Tom Cruise coverage, for the women in the audience.
I'm off now to try and find something to fill the vacant space that's opened between my ears.