The Informant!

Steven Soderbergh directs Matt Damon as Mark Whitacre, the Archer Daniels Midland executive who worked with the FBI to expose price-fixing within the company. Based on true events.

Whitacre points out that corn products, a staple at ADM, is in everything we eat and use. He's proud of this fact, and is stunned to find out there is a mole in the company who is sabotaging their latest chemical, allowing a Japanese rival to get ahead. He reports this to company heads, who call in the FBI (Scott Bakula, Joel McHale), to whom later Whitacre confides the real and bigger crime--price fixing among ADM and its competitors.

For several years, he tapes secret conversations with the ADM executives while his wife (Melanie Lynskey) lovingly looks on. What ADM, nor the FBI, nor even Whitacre's lawyer and wife know, is that Whitacre is hiding an even bigger secret.
The first thing I will mention is the odd inner ramblings of Whitacre at his most tense moments. But if you examine yourself--go ahead, examine your train of thought--you will see that you too have a lot of seemingly random thoughts, but they do have travel back to what you are doing right now.

Damon exudes a confidence (his best acting asset) that covers up Whitacre's secrets. How this character is played though, is as a compulsive liar one moment, and dumb as a bag of rocks the next. Is he so dumb, or is it some mumbo jumbo to cover up his deeds? Even until the end of the film we're not really sure.

Bakula was a little stiff and surprisingly McHale, better known as the snarky host of The Soup and lead in the TV comedy show Community, was more convincing, playing it straight.

A rocking, retro-but-new score by Marvin Hamlisch, along with the warm tones of the film (and Whitacre's crappy toupee) give this film an appropriate 1970s feel.