Fountain of Youth tries (and fails) to turn John Krasinski into the next Harrison Ford.
Derivative, dull, and utterly unnecessary—this movie recycles classics without capturing their charm or soul.
As Luke Purdue, Krasinski stumbles through bad one-liners and worse decisions
Portman plays the voice of reason—and gets dragged into the nonsense anyway.
The treasure hunt hinges on six famous paintings and a dying billionaire’s slideshow.
Expect bumper-sticker wisdom, creepy flirtation, and one shockingly casual knockout spray scene.
Despite the exotic locations, Fountain of Youth feels more like a travel ad than a thrilling adventure.
A houndstooth joke hits… until you realize it’s just recycled from Ritchie’s own past work
Between Da Vinci Code knock-offs and Bourne-style fights, there’s nothing fresh to sip from this Fountain.
The review’s brutal closer says it all: Fountain of Youth should’ve never seen the light of day.
, Fountain of Youth is being called Ritchie’s most forgettable film to date.