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Review #6930 - Dated: 5th of November, 2012 Author: Tucker |
Having been around when all this was going on, and living with a father who was always up-to-date on international political news, I grew up with this scandal as some of my early childhood memories. I recall, with detail, the theories - both crackpot and plausible - that were flying around at the time. That it was the Canadians who pulled off the master stroke was something no-one in Dad's social circles ever really believed, and the most credible theory was that it was the Americans. Thanks to that ever-present "6 degrees of separation" effect, it was known by some that the Kiwis actually played a big part, not so much in the actual escape, but in the supply-chain that allowed the Canadian Ambassador to keep the escapees hidden for so many months.
Having entered the plush Hoyts Te Awa cinema with full expectations of another cheesy spy flick that would aggrandise the American ego in some over-the-top way, I was stunned by the opening scenes. Tension was ratcheted up almost immediately, and it stayed high through the entire movie. Many times I found myself sitting there, hands clenched into fists, whispering "C'mon, c'mon, hurry up! They're going to catch you, move it!" or alternately "Go on, trip over you b*stard, slow down, stumble... I don't care just take more time!" For me, such antics in a movie are rare indeed. Most of the time it's a simple matter to internalise all this so as not to disturb other patrons... but having noticed almost everyone else doing it too, I didn't feel so bad about my soto-voce mumbles.
Talk about having a risky trifecta... you not only have the lead actor and key protagonist being played by the Director, but you also have a storyline that is well documented and thus any deviations are going to be immediately glaring, and you also have a movie that is trying to balance on that knife-edge between not enough tension and too much... and I was pleasantly surprised to find a movie that managed to pull it all off with only a few significant wobbles, but no train-wreck moments. Wobble #1 for me was the single comment "...the Kiwis won't help..." - that annoyed me, because the NZ Ambassador of the time put the lives of everyone under his command at risk by assisting as best they could. However, it was such a tiny utterance, and though it could have easily been left out or changed to be somewhat generic, it was a tiny pothole in the highway of the story. Wobble #2 was simply that in places the tension was a tad over-done... still, not so far as to ruin the plot and turn it into cheese sauce with extra corn. It was certainly well worth going to see, and I am very glad I changed my mind at the last minute about what to see that night! (I had been planning on seeing Alex Cross, but bumped that to this coming Friday night.)
Overall, though it is always a gamble to mess with a factual, historically documented event and attempt to dramatise it - you risk twisting fact too far and snapping it off into fiction - this was as close as we may ever get to knowing the full story behind the Argo exfiltration (translation: top-secret rescue mission). That it all came about because of a phone conversation between the protagonist and his young son and both tuning their TVs to a late-night sci-fi movie is just brilliant. Inspiration comes from some of the most commonplace situations meeting a difficult problem and triggering some out-of-the-box ideas - this is something I believe in strongly. Call it the School of MacGyver if you will. ^;) So, despite a small slight to my national pride, I was very pleased to see Ben Affleck back on the big screen in something I genuinely enjoyed for the first time since "[link^201^Paycheck^link]".
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