if she works with spies, why is she so ignorant of how they work?
Seems reasonably realistic, based on the news out of the FBI and CIA recently.
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if she works with spies, why is she so ignorant of how they work?
Seems reasonably realistic, based on the news out of the FBI and CIA recently.
He used up the last of my Chinatown esteem on this movie.
Did he get any back with The Pianist ?
What ignorance of Bourne do you mean? Wasn't she brought in as someone who knew more about him?
I think yes, but all things considered, she knew nothing about him. Like, she seemed ignorant of the stuff that Brian Cox and Joan Allen already knew. If she had never heard of Bourne in her life before the night he invaded her office in the first movie, she couldn't have been more ignorant of him. But, if she'd actually been his handler/contact for three years before that, how can she be so ignorant of him?
Minor detail, in the scheme of things. Really, no more significant than the funny-wrong accents of every character who speaks a foreign language.
Not really, Polter-Cow. For some reason I want to put a u in your name. Huh.
The Pianist felt like paint by numbers, with one great performance and a few good supporting. Don't know if this is heresy around here, but the film frustrated more than it moved me.
But she was telling them stuff to help predict his behaviour and suggest his motivation, wasn't she? Cox did know more, but that was the point. What did Allen know that she didn't?
Not really, Polter-Cow. For some reason I want to put a u in your name. Huh.
You're not the only one.
The Pianist felt like paint by numbers, with one great performance and a few good supporting. Don't know if this is heresy around here, but the film frustrated more than it moved me.
I don't know that it moved me. I don't know that it could move. It wasn't trying, was the thing. It was so objective. It was just like, "Here. Here's the story. Do with it what you will." And I don't normally see that.
I found it moving.
I probably should have been more clear - I meant the movie did not impress me. I felt I could wander off and not miss a whole lot other than Brody performing. Never felt caught up in the story, but it might have been my Polanski bias bubbling up. When a creative person turns me off, they have to fight hard to get me back.
Irrational is my middle name.
Hey, do you think there could be a Manchurian Candidate 2? I swear at the end that Raymond wasn't dead. I mean, he didn't die onscreen -- he took a guy shot which nailed ma in the chest. I was expecting to see him again on the island.