I saw this film a while ago on pay per view. I'm sorry I paid for it. I didn't post a review because, frankly, I forgot it immediately. I thought it was the worst film Soderbergh has done to date. I could barely get through it. Because I've blocked it from my mind, or my mind has blocked it from me to protect me, it's hard to remember what specifically was so painful. I remember that it dragged, and the use of the period music was overbearing and intrusive. It wasn't so much an homage to 40's spy movies as it was an unremarkable retread. It was surprisingly awful given the talented director and usually credible cast.
Reading is freedom.
The mind soars, no earthly cares,
no limitations.
A Maggers Haiku, 2005
Years ago my mother used to say to me... "In this world, Elwood, you can be oh so smart or oh so pleasant."
Well, for years I was smart.
I recommend pleasant.
You may quote me.
Elwood P. Dowd