Safe As Milk

In my never-ending effort to get my money’s worth out of my Netflix account I watched ‘Three Days of the Condor’ after only havng the movie in my house for 2 weeks. I know I let down the Netflix people by not keeping the movie, unwatched, for my customary 3 months but I’m trying to turn over a new leaf when it comes to this stuff.

Great movie. I’d go all the way to 4 out of 5 stars on it. It’s always been one of those movies that (faceless, nameless) people love and it’s been in my queue forever. I’m glad I got to it now, but it’s tough to tell you why without blowing a major plot point. Suffice to say it’s a very prescient and despite being 30 years old hits a major 2005 nail right on the head.

Two great things about the movie:

1) I had to do some thinking to keep up. It’s a fairly complex spy thriller but there is very little spoken exposition. I felt like a smart filmgoer. American movies from the 70’s did a good job of keeping the expositional dialogue to a minimum. The other edge to that sword is that a movie has to be well-made to not need all of that telling. ‘Three Days of the Condor’ is very well-made.

2) Faye Dunaway was smoking hot. Fer rillz.

[Wabash talks about his entry into the US intelligence field]

Mr. Wabash: I go even further back than that. Ten years after The Great War, as we used to call it. Before we knew enough to number them.

Higgins: You miss that kind of action, sir?

Mr. Wabash: I miss that kind of clarity.

John Houseman as Mr. Wabash, breaking it down. Good stuff. Go rent this movie.