A rising young politician (Matt Damon) running for the senate has his political hopes dashed when a youthful prank comes to light which causes him to lose the race although his ambitions for public office continue. However, when by chance he meets a young dancer (Emily Blunt) and falls in love, a mysterious organization that controls man's fate moves in to break up the romance. Directed, written (based on a Philip K. Dick short story) and produced by one George Nolfi, there's only one person to place the blame for this abysmal romantic fantasy/sci-fi hybrid. The plot is so ludicrous that one has to not only suspend disbelief but jump up and down on it and crush it! Even so, one could be willing if only the film makers offered some semblance of coherent intelligence outside of the spiritual romantic slop offered up here. Fortunately, Damon and Blunt are such likeable presences that they hold our attention until the sheer tediousness of the project causes such inertia that I just waited for the movie to end. I don't know what kind of audience the film makers intended this movie for except for possibly the "conspiracy theory" crowd because action fans will be disappointed as will those looking for a good love story. With Terence Stamp, Anthony Mackie and John Slattery.