A movie review: sometimes, the irreality of the movie is enough to provide a moment’s respite from the irrealities of daily life. The International is like that. Its about the unwinding of a super-intelligent plot by fiendish banks to dictate international politics.

Ok, that’s banal enough: especially when Goldman Sachs says it’ll repay TARP loans with the money it generates from the FDIC’s plan to repurchase toxic (now “legacy”) assets with almost no downside. {Now that is evil genius, and wholly worth the excessive executive compensation that GS will be free to continue, having escaped the 90% TARP taxes).

But back to movies. The International is really a whole lot like that Nicholas Cage film sometime back about how arms dealers are determining the world: you know, the military industrial complex: how someone has got to do the dirtywork and everyone will support him.

But that’s not the irreality. I won’t spoil the ending of the film by writing this: the ending is included in the movie’s trailer, anyway. It occurs on a Turkish rooftop, high above Sultanakhmet in Istanbul. Clive Owens, the Interpol agent, advised by the old Stasi guy that he must circumvent the law, has the distinct narcissistic joy of offing an evil banker.

And here the film JOLTS us into reality: his pleasure is dampened by the Italian hit man, on contract to a murdered international arms dealer, who really finishes the job.

Damn!!! Even malignant narcissistic gratification has become limited through competitiveness in our world! Such is the current economic climate…….

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