Unglamorous romance and espionage in mid-Fifties Berlin, with a smoothly negotiated turn to black comedy near the finish. Classy, well-made, but undermined by dubious casting choices: Anthony Hopkins, a Welshman, playing the Yank, sporting a loud, aggressive, unconvincing accent (topped off by a jumbo cigar); and the American Campbell Scott playing the Brit, with a murmured, diffident, almost inaudible accent. And Isabella Rossellini carries the knee-buckling burden of her mother, Ingrid Bergman, in a variation on the airport climax of Casablanca. Screenplay adapted by Ian McEwan from his own novel; directed by John Schlesinger. (1995) — Duncan Shepherd
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