Something possessed me to watch a putative thriller with Richard Gere as a retired CIA agent called back to track down the deadly killer that the agency believed was dead. Gere has a young striving FBI agent assigned to work with him. After the agent's initiation into dealing with a crusty, veteran agent who has been convinced to comeback for a career encore, he invites said loner agent to have dinner and to meet his wife.
Said wife—chirpy and bubbly greets Gere and FBI hubby on the walkway to
their doorstep. Introductions are made.
The wife says, "Welcome to our humble commode"
Now it must be said that I am forever searching for another Our Man in Havana. Or Spy Games or Safe House. Or the Constant Gardener. The Double is not one of those
Currently reading A History of Cuban Baseball,1864-2006 by Peter Bjarkman (McFarland & Co.)