What verve, what style! Super-paranoid triple-agent action spy thriller starring all the best people, every scene awesome. Sure, a couple of dialogue clunkers and an overall feeling that, despite the constant life-or-death struggle, nothing really consequential is happening, but this movie is good, and I watched it at a good theater, sitting right up close.<\/p>\n
Huge centerpiece showing in a single take how Charlize got beat to hell protecting Eddie Marsan. Poor Marsan – when you see him in a movie you just know things won’t turn out alright for him. John Goodman is CIA, Toby Jones is MI6, so who really was James McAvoy? Not a double agent, just a spy who got caught up in his own power? As Charlize runs into a movie theater playing Tarkovsky’s Stalker<\/em> to hide from assassins, I lost track of the double-dealings and reveled in the self-conscious coolness.<\/p>\n The director is the Wachowskis’ stunt coordinator and did second-unit stuff on Jurassic World<\/em> and the Ninja Turtles<\/em> movies. It’s not the most promising looking resume, but damn. More evidence to check out John Wick<\/em>, which Leitch codirected.<\/p>\n