So I just got back from seeing Mission: Impossible III for work. And I have to say, I really enjoyed it. It just goes to show, that if you're loud enough, blow enough stuff up, have a kick-ass enough theme song, and have a high high-speed-chase-via-any -transportation-means-possible to boring exposition ratio, you can overlook the star's creepy Oprah-couch gymnastics and Today Show Scientology rants.
I especially liked the part where Keri Russell's head explodes. Call me a romantic.
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