Page Eight

[Bill Nighy] is the riveting, breath-stealing, can't-take-your-eyes-off-him center of drama where every actor and every moment is like that, too.

If you can get past the notion of Nighy being irresistible to every woman he encounters (I almost did), you'll get caught up in the carefully modulated intrigue.

A quietly absorbing elegy for old-school spooks, Page Eight bristles with jazzy intelligence.

This small gem of a film manages to be a finely drawn character piece and a searching exploration of what powerful people will (and won't) do to keep their countries safe, and it provides some great actors with meaty roles along the way.

It's the right cast in the right setting but with a wrongfully righteous script.

The movie is so carefully stylized, any and all emotional import has been sucked out of it.