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The problem with Ghosted starts with its trailer. Not surprisingly, it gave the whole gig away, leaving no room for genre-shifting surprise in a film that can’t be bothered to be smart. The trailer revealed that the film opens as a romantic comedy of sorts — a gorgeous woman (Ana de Armas) and a handsome man (Chris Evans) go on a terrific first date, she then ghosts him, and when the needy fellow decides to track her down, he discovers that she’s a butt-kicking CIA agent who reluctantly pulls him into a long-winded bio-weapon-oriented chase across the globe. So much for that ‘twist’. I mean it’s a cute way of suggesting that everyone pretends to be different in the honeymoon phase of a relationship. (She poses as an international art curator). But Ghosted isn’t concerned with messages or metaphors — it’s a semi-slick, dull and dumb dive into the world of gender-inverting spy stories. You see, the woman, Sadie, is a mysterious CIA legend called “The Taxman,” and the mercenaries out to nab the Taxman (and get some passcode) keep mistaking the guy, Cole, to be that agent. Nobody believes that she’s the mysterious agent. This little device is squeezed dry, until the film itself gets bored of trying to be quirky.

But let’s forget that Ghosted is instantly forgettable. Even as a spy romcom, it has some serious problems in its posture. Sadie is disillusioned with her job in the beginning; she’s hoping to quit the race and settle down. So naturally Cole enters her life as not just another man, but a son-of-the-soil farmer who hasn’t travelled beyond Washington. The characterisation is jarring. The film treats him as some sort of exotic rural experience for Sadie, who looks amused with herself when they sleep together. It also propagates the view that microaggressions and nastiness in a relationship is a sign of sexual tension — their meet-cute is triggered by an argument about plants, and later on when Cole is stuck with Sadie during her dangerous mission, the two are consistently mean to each other — only to kiss when they’re marooned on an island after a plane crash. It’s not just uneven storytelling but also lazy and harmful stereotyping, made worse by the fact that the two actors kiss like siblings and not steamy partners. 

At no point do they sound or look compatible, but we’re supposed to believe it because Cole wants to write a book on farming and has put off his own life plans to help run the family farm. Their friction is apparently a consequence of the curiosity they have for one another. It doesn’t help that the film mines Cole’s stalker-like persona for comedy. He is obviously the needy one, but he tracks her to London hoping to surprise her once she stops replying to his text messages. He also secretly takes a selfie in bed while they’re sleeping, and then blames her during her mission for being cold and calculative. This might have been funny in an Adam Sandler-ish movie, but it’s hard to imagine someone as strong as Sadie letting all of Cole’s problematic traits slide because he’s a farmer w