Its Friday then… its saturday sunday what?! Yep Race weekend is back, but that doesnt mean no cinema, oooh quiet the opposite. So we are starting the weekend with Black Bag, the newest Soderbergh film. Whats not to enjoy. It looks so cool so im hoping this is one that lives up to the hype.

Bloody road works, as well as the ones i have to put up with in general at he moment, they are digging up the roundabout by the pier which means you cant get to the drive to even cut through urgh. So i was vey lucky to get to my screening on time. It was all but sold out as well screen 6. Proper mix of ages too, clearly everyone wants a spy film at the moment.

Trailers, Novocaine, The accountant 2(thats a thing) The armature & i walked in at the end of the first one so have no idea what it was. There was also an advert for tomorrow imax festival… we will get to that in the next cinema club review.

& then the film started… Now there are cool movies, there are stylish movies, & there are cool stylish movies… & then there is this… fuck a duck

Like James Bond which is now owned by amazon wishes already that it could be this cool. It wont be. No way. Cos this just oozed it.

There was not one bad acting performance in this film, Michael & Cate owned it & then so did the rest of the supporting cast. Even when Piers turned up for his three scenes he just rocked it. It felt like it all just came so naturally to everyone in it. It just fucking worked.

The suspense was off the scale in the best way. When i see films like this, i try & work out who did it & 8 times out of 10 i can work it out by the end of act one. But here, it was 10mins before the final reveal scene where i worked it out & then it just threw in a bloody polygraph scene to fuck you over & then told you who did it. It kept me on edge through out. I think it kept most of the cinema in that position. The lie detector was so so so so so so good. I dont want that in every spy film but the drama it caused was insane.

It was so well paced. Each day stuck around for the time frame it needed to but you also knew he needed it sorted out in about a week, so it didnt matte that one day would be 5minutes, because it just worked.

I loved how it was shot, being all cosy & inviting in that house, the outside being very cold, work being very stark & i loved the opening where it didnt cut away until he had got all the exposition. I also love how we got exposition sumps at points, but it was when we needed them. IT just worked.

The contract of the two dinners wonderful. I loved them both for lots of different reasons. It flowed &the conversations felt organic & not rehearsed. The quick cuts between people & then the lingering looks at others at the table made you felt you were also a guest there.

It made it very current about the state of the world & what it tried to stop. I love that they took that risk. So often its an unnamed country or person but they all but said the world leaders name they were trying to take out.

I recon when i watch this again i will find so many more clues as to who the person is that betrays them. One thing made me suspect them more but something else earlier on might have made me realise it.

Its a McGuffin chase without being one. We know what were after but we only really know why we are at the start of act 3 & that is very clever. Making you wonder, i almost thought we were going to be kicked out of the high level clearance meeting at one point.

Weve all cooked dinner & got a splatter on us, but damn he was so particular about it that he went to change his entire outfit & yet that outfit would have been better for him to cook in.

Also you have got to love it when a film you watch at the cinema takes their actors in the film to the cinema. Its like inception. I wonder if they would enjoy this film.

This was marvellous. Sexy, cool, fun, full of suspense, enough to keep you on your toes for the entire film. If this film is not in my top 5 films of the year when we get to December, then we have had a cracking year of cinema.
A golden buzzer contender for sure.