Due to unprecedented demand from around the world, everyone reading 'The Third' is cordially invited to the cinema. If you cannot join us all at BFI Southbank in person this week, here is the film on YouTube:
. . . I found the plot rather intriguing, although I personally doubt that Cherie is an American intelligence agent. . .
The ending was disappointing. The hero passes to a woman - the wife - a note saying that he has discovered that she is - or might be - some kind of amercian spy. (But is that so dreadful? Is not British politics anyway full of such?) One would think that she would be the last person he would choose to tell of his discovery. But in fact he tells no one else and within five minutes comes to a sticky end. The pages of the incriminating manuscript are picturesquely scattered by the wind. Pointless and silly, no?