Mr. and Mrs. Smith. John and Jane have been married five or six years—depending on whom you ask. Their marriage, conceived in deception and lies, is about to fail. After five or six years, the truth explodes like a Fourth of July aerial display and they learn exactly who they married.
Both are assassins employed by competing enterprises.
Their respective companies discover the truth first and assign a new job; kill the other. After a muffed attempt at the mutual kill-off, John and Jane learn the truth about their special talents and react with typical finger-pointing:
John: We have an unusual problem here, Jane. You obviously want me dead, and I'm less and less concerned for your well-being.
Jane: [after shooting through a wall at John] Still alive, baby?
But they keep missing their target:
John: That's the second time you've tried to kill me today.
Jane: Oh, come on, it was just a little bomb.
Maybe they have a “...crap marriage...” but love and passion hides behind their feelings of betrayal. They, ahem, make up (this be the boobs part of the post) and come to grips with their past. But their firms are definitely not okay with their acceptance and hire new company assassins to take care of “the problem”.
But John and Jane are great at what they do...killing people:
John: How many? Ok... I'll go first, then. I don't keep exact count, but I'd say, uh, high 50s, low 60s. I mean, I know I've been around the block an all, but...
John: What? How?
Jane: Some were two at a time.
And they join forces and prevail against their employers.
Great movie with lots of Show rather than Tell. Good humor throughout also, more than what you might think for this grim subject matter.
Now my Gripe/Whine: The makeup sex is, er, rather explicit, at least for PG-13 and TV. I was surprised that they could show it.