Presumably, director Wayne Roberts wants to say something profound but the message is muddled and the means by which it is presented are confused.

There’s a point at which the “more of the same” mantra changes to “been there, done that.”

This isn’t a movie, it’s a cog in a multibillion-dollar media empire, a soulless feature-length example of product placement at its most blatant.

A sincere, urgent look at issues that have since metastasized to create problems that plague contemporary Europe.

Because the movie never loses its focus and allows Ruth Westheimer’s charisma to remain front-and-center, this is an effective and sometimes surprising mini-biography.

The problem with "The Intruder," as with its antecedents, is a combination of narrative predictability and character stupidity.