Let a jury hear a man speak from his conscience, let them recognize the risk he's taken to speak to them and let that jury compare his words and actions to a government that will insist he's nothing more than a common criminal.
I knew Le Carré had a fondness for fox hunting and so I rented an authentic Lady's Victorian riding costume. Then I drove to St. Buryan a small village in Cornwall and stopping by the local stables, I arranged to hire a horse for the hunt.
Writing about films is not something I often do, but as an old Cold Warrior who has covered intelligence matters for decades and been involved in a few, the thrilling book Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy is right up my dark alley.
Absorbing and fully understanding this movie is work. You must give your full and undivided attention to process every minute detail -- it could be a clue! Better think twice before that large popcorn and soda.
Long for the heady, Cold War days of espionage? Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy rallies a stellar cast to tell a tale deception and conspiracy. It's dark, it's tense, and it makes James Bond look like Maxwell Smart's less-incisive brother.
Of all of le Carré's novels, this is the one that makes me feel like a child. What le Carré is telling us here is that there is something that might be called the country of money. It has no boundaries. There are no "sides."