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- <title>
- Dec. 17, 1990: Spy Stasis
- </title>
- <history>
- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1990
- Dec. 17, 1990 The Sleep Gap
- </history>
- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- CINEMA, Page 91
- Spy Stasis
- </hdr>
- <body>
- <p>By Richard Schickel
- </p>
- <qt>
- <l>THE RUSSIA HOUSE</l>
- <l>Directed by Fred Schepisi</l>
- <l>Screenplay by Tom Stoppard</l>
- </qt>
- <p> Guys in suits. Sitting around talking. Grant that their
- conversations are often agitated. Grant too that what they are
- discussing is not inherently uninteresting. Even so, this is not
- the most stirring territory for a movie to explore, and the
- Russia House spends entirely too much downtime in safe houses and
- situation rooms with an international team of spymasters and not
- enough quality time with their agent on the scene in Moscow and
- Leningrad.
- </p>
- <p> He is boozy Barley Blair (Sean Connery), a fringe English
- publisher. With the help of a Soviet citizen named Katya
- (Michelle Pfeiffer), he is supposed to spirit out of the U.S.S.R.
- a manuscript by a dissident scientist that supposedly has large
- strategic implications for the West--or at least the portion of
- it that is loath to give up the cold war habit of mind. The two
- operatives naturally fall in love, and since old Barley's
- interest in geopolitics is minimal at best, his primary goal
- switches from smuggling documents to protecting his lady.
- </p>
- <p> This is more than understandable, given Connery's inherent
- stalwartness and the entrancing shyness and sexiness Pfeiffer
- commingles in her performance. But given glasnost and whatever
- undertakings the producers made in order to be able to shoot on
- location in the Soviet Union, one never feels that Barley and
- Katya are deeply menaced by any counterespionage agency. Where
- are the spooks in leather trench coats? Where are the deep-
- shadowed alleys just waiting for a chase? Where is the hope for
- some kind of cinematically pleasing action to interrupt the
- endless rounds of talk that preoccupy this film?
- </p>
- <p> One feels it went wrong long before Tom Stoppard sat down to
- write his doggedly faithful adaptation of John le Carre's best
- seller, long before director Fred Schepisi shouted "Action!" (or,
- possibly, in this case, "Stasis!"), perhaps even before the
- novelist set to work on his book. Le Carre seems to have gone off
- at about the moment the literary world made him its designated
- serious entertainer and he started believing his enthralled
- reviews. All his recent books contain far more writing than they
- require to explore their conventional characters and ideas. "Oh,
- get on with it," one snorts, setting his books aside half
- finished. "Oh, get on with it," one mutters sooner than that as
- this movie creeps--uncreepily--along. When the things you
- remember most fondly about a spy picture are its panoramic vistas
- of far-away places, everybody is in trouble.</p>
- </body>
- </article>
- </text>
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