The spirit of John le Carre is alive and well. The fate of geopolitics comes down to how the most paranoid people on earth can handle their partner's infidelity. Satisfyingly twisty, stylishly shot, and delivering exactly what a want out of a spy film that is almost entirely set in offices.
I am baffled as to why Pierce Brosnan was wearing a fake nose though.
I've generally been lower than the consensus on Eisenstein. I typically find his messaging too heavy handed and much of his films awkward, wooden, and stunted. While those both certainly apply here, the battle consuming the entire second half avoids much of the second issue and the lack of subtlety actually served to make this a damn effective piece of propaganda. It pulls no punches in loudly decrying the Nazis while avoiding simply being a call to patriotism and nationalism,…
Foghorn Leghorn is a monster, he would actively facilitate the death of a child just to mildly irritate a coworker.
The sheer amount of weird photoshoots that famous actors do never ceases to amaze me.
