I completely agree. Especially with his inability to speak English, apart from learning his lines lamely as though he had to learn them phonetically, he came off as a third-rate minor porno film actor: sleazy and creepy. But the disbelief goes way beyond this. What was she even doing in "his" shop? (His shop! How could some lame-ass non-Japanese who isn't fluent in Japanese pull that one off, having been in Japan only 3 years?). Why would the assassin expose herself in such a public place and create a known connection between her and him simply by walking into his workplace? There would be security cameras, a chance for cross referencing with other jobs she had done. A professional would not likely do such a thing. It is foolish. And an inept amateur wouldn't be hired. As a professional she would avoid any contact or connection with him and whack him when he was alone and in a dark place. Or at the very least in a situation where she was utterly unknown, unknowable, and unseen.
The only connection they could have made that would make any sense is if they met by accident and she didn't know he was the same guy she had a contract for until she had already, what? Fallen in love with him? Her? Him? Hah! Impossible. But really I don't see those two characters depicted in the movie ever getting together under any circumstances. Other than what she was paid to do. So, end of movie. Right there at their meeting. It was a good choice on your part to leave then. You avoided, unlike myself, getting slapped in the face for the rest of the movie by a director/screenwriter who suffers from a destroyed left brain and thus ineptitude with anything like storyline or sense or any awareness of Japanese people and culture other than what she could see superficially on the surface as a brief tourist.
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