Good grief, what a load. Get this: after Palestinian terrorists murdered a large group of Israeli athletes at the Olympics (this actually happened) the Israeli version of the CIA, the Mossad (according to Spielberg's pathetic mental gyrations) selected a small group of untrained assassins to locate and kill the terrorists, wherever they were. And oh! the anguish these assassins suffered! Vey is mier! Poor tortured souls they were! Murder most foul! Revenge--is this Jewish? Mammanyu! The only person who actually acts in this movie is the superb French actor Mathieu Amalric whom you may know from The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, is which he is stupendous. Congratulations to him for obviously not listening to a word Spielberg told him. Oh, and the musical score. To poop on.