Tinker Tailor

Yesterday we went to see the movie Tinker Tailor. It was the Bourne Identity without any action, suspense, drama, plot or scenery.

To say it was glacially slow would show glaciers in a bad light. A glacier would speed past this movie and wave as it went by. It is as obscure as "Lost in Translation" and as filled with action as a Bambi cartoon is filled with pornography.

To say the plot had twists and turns would be hard as there was no discernable plot. There was a nice view of Istanbul for a few seconds. The rest was dingy squalid offices, At one point one fellow was sitting on a couch and he said something innocuous and another fellow inexplicably launched into him and smacked his head around. The other people in the room barely raised an eyebrow at this outburst and the two protagonists continued for the rest of the movie as if nothing had happened. I think the assaulted fellow was as confused as I was, but he at least didn't have to sit through two hours of this crap.

The film opened with an action sequence. Which since it was one of the few times in the movie something actually happened, the director milked it by repeating chunks of it inexplicably through the movie. It  also had a strange effect on the nature of time. It didn't matter how many times I looked at my watch, the movie still had an hour to go.