'You thought I'd stabbed him?' |
The actual writing, filled with bad clichés as it is, may get a B-, but with an A (or maybe even A+) concept like this, it's a must-watch for me. As a writer, I'm even a little surprised I didn't think of it myself.
Of course, female victimhood has to drive the whole story, no matter what else might have been going on in 1960s Soviet Union (or in 1980s Washington, D.C. suburbia). I can see her KGB trainer taking advantage of her as a young 'cadet', but making that the reason he dies all these years later? Would a man really say such things to a 13-year old girl in front of her father and his own woman--all at the check-out counter in a shopping mall?
The silliness of keeping the just-kidnapped Soviet defector--the one who'd taken advantage of her during training all those years ago--alive in the trunk of a car parked in their garage, as they rent a muscle car to drive the family around. The 'coincidence' of an FBI counter-intelligence agent moving in with his family across the street. His breaking into the befriended Russian's garage to peer into the well-scrubbed trunk (did they repair the bloodied, bashed-in wall panel, too?). Does the KGB general have to be named Zhukov?
The writing, flat and predictable, is saved somewhat by excellent casting. This Matthew Rhys guy not only gets the Russian vibe, but also adds a hint of Russian accent behind his Welshman-doing-a-Yank. Did I mention Keri Russell is a fox? Let's just hope, even as attractive as she is, she doesn't play the whole thing in that stern, nagging vibe. They've even got Richard Thomas as a Fed (okay, that's a little weird, too).
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