We who take it as a vocation to criticize the efforts of others must take great care to keep our own behavior above reproach. It is particularly bad form to take a fellow critic to task when he or she makes a judgment that seems eccentric or even outright mistaken. Judge not, lest ye be judged; because we all do it — oh, boy, do we ever — and what goes around comes around, and karma’s a bitch, and I would rather not have the razor-sharp critical mind of a Laura Miller or a Matt Zoller Seitz turned to the task of enumerating my failings, thankewverymuch. Which presented me with a bit of a dilemma recently while I was catching up on recent (-ish) films. I had occasion to watch the 2011 adaptation of John LeCarré’s thriller Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy. I was immensely impressed, so much so that I did something that I hardly ever do; I immediately rewatched it. Three times in the space of twelve hours, in fact. It’s a remarkable piece …
Proof positive that Hollywood had no idea how to turn a TV show into a movie during the ’90s
Last winter, as with every awards season, some of the best acted films were released in theaters, one for the masses, one for the high brow, and one for those daring enough buy a ticket to an NC-17 film.
In anticipation of the theatrical version of John LeCarre’s classic novel, the 1979 miniseries has been released on DVD.