The first 15 minutes of this sci-fi hokum are perfectly acceptable, suggesting a Matrix-style paranoid thriller with a whiff of The Parallax View, but then the crux of the tale kicks in.
And it's very silly indeed. Matt Damon, who lends The Adjustment Bureau a dignity it barely merits, plays a resolute young politician, David, who bumps into Emily Blunt's ballet dancer and is promptly smitten. However, John Slattery's suited goons keep on trying to sabotage their love. They're agents of destiny/God/who knows what who pop up to "direct" our ruinous planet in perilous times. This is blighted by a lack of menace, suspense and point. Rot.