John Le Carré’s celebrated novel was, by all accounts, confusing enough as a seven part BBC TV series (starring Alec Guinness) but is doubly so when condensed into a two-hour movie.
For those, like me, who have never read the book, the burden of incomprehensibility threatens to remove any hope of enjoyment.
Who is the mole? Who’s telling the truth? Who can we trust? Why has Benedict ‘Sherlock’ Cumberbatch got such a stupid hair style?
These are a few of the many questions you will ask yourself in the course of this tale of betrayal and double-dealing.
The trick, I would suggest, is to relax and enjoy the stylish spectacle secure in the knowledge that a condensed story outline will be available at Wikipediia at the click of a mouse when it’s all over. Continue reading
