Robert Redford, Brad Pitt, Catherine McCormack, Stephen Dillane
and Marianne Jean-Baptiste
Directed by: Tony Scott
girls, Spy Game is a bonifide man flick with all that testosterone
spewing manly ho-hum spy gaming, and technical governmental mumbo
gumbo bantered about without the comic relief of even one Get
Smart reference ( a simple shoe-phone would have been nice),
but did you take a peek at the cast?
Brad "truly scrumptious" Pitt and Robert Redford who's
aging- like- a -Spring- potato caught- in- the- windowsill- and
-discovered- in- Autumn are the manly stars. The elder chickbabes
really dig this man Rob so Spy Game is a multi-generational
visual treat perfect for holiday gatherings, thanks to it's high
"guy factor" for the beaus and an eyecandy extravaganza
for the gals mixed with an intelligent script to boot!
Spy Game has all the elements of one hellatious snore-fest-o-rama
for those not into camouflage, miniature soldiers or world domination
via Risk. It's chock full of CIA speak, tricky espionage maneuvers,
and dirty-dog double-crossing that, personally, usually lulls
me into a coma-like full-on -drool state by the first fifteen
minutes of starting. The difference here is the script. It's well
written and directed. The actors are so realistic you feel as
if you stumbled onto something really big here, and need to check
for the exit signs to remind yourself you're still in the comfy
are introduced to rough and tumble CIA Operative Nathan Muir (Robert
"Sundance" Redford) as he's retiring from years of loyal
service to his country. He's been given an underling to train
as a replacement, Tom Bishop (Brad "Mmmm-mmm-Good "Pitt).
Tom is like the equally secretive over achieving son Nathan's
never had - kind of...
things start to go sour for the young spy in training, Nathan
has to make an executive decision. Not a Military Tribune, as
with our beloved puppet, er , president Bush, but Nathan is going
to have to go against his government's wishes...and it's just
nice to see Redford in front of the camera again. Granted he's
getting a tad puckered and looks a tad like a caricature of himself,
but at least he's not visiting the fixer-upper surgeon or the
Baths of Baden Baden for some illusion of youth. He's chosen to
age as it comes, as dramatic as that may be! Bravo! You get use
to it. A Redford rental night is in order to reminisce about his
past and present stellar performances.
is such a tremendous actor. Yes, he's absolutely gorgeous and
his picture resides under the definition of n: buff in
the Wagner and Frumpton Millennium Edition Encyclopedia, but the
wonderful thing about this scrumptious man-quesadilla that's been
lightly pan fried with two kinds of Jack cheese and a pinch of
salsa drizzled a top his spicy, yet, palatable frame, is his ability
to sink into a role till you almost forget it's a manly studmuffin
on the screen before you and focus wholly on his acting abilities.
That Jennifer gal is a lucky doe, eh?
Game's an exciting, dare I say riveting, shindig. I went in
dreading to see yet another man-flick causing a boredom of colossal
proportions to engulf me within minutes of the opening credits,
instead, I was reminded why folks still talk about Robert Redford,
and even got a bit teary watching our generation's talented beau
of blonde, Brad, take the reigns. Enjoy!
Snack Recommendation: Freeze dried CIA Field Maneuver Mexi-meal
Cakes and a Pepsi.