Black Bag

The mystery builds to a wildly perverse yet suitably sincere conclusion that knocked my socks off. However, to say more than that would spoil all of the fun.

Mr. Koepp and Mr. Soderbergh remind us of one advantage that remains with features: the ability to bring a story to a rapid and satisfying ending. Lasting 93 minutes instead of 93 episodes, Black Bag snaps closed with a rewarding click.

Movie-watching at its finest, in that its wealth of espionage intrigue is bound to be as enjoyable on a plane or on that comfy couch as it is in the theater. Just make no mistake: This is the most delightful moviegoing experience you can have this year.

This is a matter of complementary craft; of two great listeners and communicators bringing rapture to every gesture.

It’s all a parlor trick, hardly John le Carre’s Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy, but Black Bag carries its swagger lightly, entertaining in its deceptive simplicity.

a delightful romantic spy drama that cannot be missed.

A real doozy of a final half-hour includes perhaps the greatest multi-interrogation sequence of all time.

A clever but basically inconsequential tale of skullduggery in the British intelligence service. It’s Le Carré Lite, but elegantly constructed and acted, as enjoyable as the popular “Knives Out” puzzlers.

Stylish and remarkably self-assured, Steven Soderbergh’s Black Bag is a brilliant piece of filmmaking—a delicious chess match of a whodunnit that never lets up from start to finish.

The movie has a great mystery as its skeleton, but there’s not enough meat on the bones. Very slow pacing but the score helps to add energy here and there. Fassbender & Blanchett have the makings of a modern Nick & Nora Charles, a shame to fall short…