Matrixston Wow! Such a good movie.

Jeanskynebu the audience applauded

Supelice Dreadfully Boring

Helllins It is both painfully honest and laugh-out-loud funny at the same time.

simplicity-nz Wonderfully produced and mostly good acting. Plot is poorly thought through, messy. The worst part is that is sooooooooooo slow.

ts-folke The near 5-hour mini began well with dreamy, boozy overtones enveloping an awakening London The haze descends upon our 2 lovers and the origins of their chance meet, Alistair aiding the woefully hungover and besotted Danny, assembling the pieces from a rant-induced phone toss. Danny at the "I should be living better than this" realization, clouded with the sleazy memories of the night before, begging and pleading for normalcy and love. Alas the sizzled and liquid love eyes cast upon him from the stranger (or so he imagines). Fast forward past the 4 hours of subsequent drama (including Alistair's death, Danny's reconnect with his original sugar daddy played by the puffy Harry Potter demon Jim Broadbent, odd encounters with Danny's parents, laughing including a tracyotimied father, an bizarre rendezvous in a upper-high class private gay men's club, a cheap and gaudy geisha performer, wisdom from the straight and exotic female roommate, Boogie Nights-inspired scene with a gay crack cocaine addicted sadist, etc. etc.) Fast forward to the closing scene with Rampling and Danny driving off into the sunset and cue the laughter.

agincourt-25562 I watched this on DVD from the library on a punt.Not long in i thought it was crap but hoped it would improve..Then i checked out some reviews to see if i was on my own but found a lot of favorable reviews so watched on hoping for something.Unfortunately nothing happened and i gave up,Don't bother

Bernie-56 I persisted with this in the hope it would improve. It never did. It started OK and deteriorated into a spy soap. Fine production standards but a weak, unbelievable plot full of holes. Some of Britain's finest actors couldn't save it. Why all the fuss over software than can reveal lies in facial expressions? Cal Lightman does that easily in "Lie To Me", that series using the Facial Action Coding System of 1978 as the plot basis. Really, the software is just a MacGuffin.London Spy might have been improved to a small degree if Ben Whishaw carried a pack of tissues or handkerchief and used them frequently. He is given to soulful, hang-dog looks and pointless meanderings in various parts of London and the Thames estuary. Quite remarkable, too, that on some days he'd get out of bed with a lighter beard than the night before. It's some feat to turn a three-day stubble into a two-day stubble overnight.