Sun, October 18, 2020
Doesn’t quite hold together as well as you’d hope, partly due to the sluggish pacing common to films of its era (though there’s a tense sequence around an airplane napkin that unfolds glacially, and it’s perfect). Beatty’s pluck—along with Pakula’s strong use of visual style, 70s-era crosstalk, and deafening silence—keeps it engaging.