One of the best SF series ever deepens its critique of the power of propaganda in ways complicated, intriguingly contradictory, and a little bit horrifying.
A smart, classy, slow-burn thriller made up of the stuff of authentic spy work and plenty of bitter irony about modern geopolitics.
The cast is amazing and the film has a certain grim visual beauty. But ultimately there is little here but ugly senselessness.
I wish we’d done this sooner.
Based on a novel by John le Carré, and just debuted at Sundance.
Every movie he touched was better for it.
A devastating indictment of pop culture as propaganda — about its power and the limits of its powers — and an upending of the typical teen-girl romance movie.
All its faults are forgiven thanks to our sheer joy in getting to watch Christopher Walken, Catherine Keener, and Philip Seymour Hoffman rattle around one another…
With links to my reviews. I’ll be adding reviews of the last few films I haven’t yet covered between now and the Oscars.
Disappointed to learn that this is not a film about the renegade Time Lord who has been hounding the Doctor for centuries.