Clooney does his best work with the Coen brothers; Burn was their third collaboration. He and most everyone else experience some kind of crisis as they attempt to make the best of what middle age has dealt them. Brad does his geek thing, but the highlight, for me at least, is Malkovich’s pissed-off casualty of bureaucracy who spends a large part of the film repeating the same phrase over and over. The CIA are also involved, somehow.
3½ kinds of secret shit out of 5
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