
The movie begins when Issa painfully lifts himself out of Hamburg's harbor. Within hours, intrigue swirls around him. He is the center of attention first for Bachmann's band of domestic spies, then for American diplomats (played by Robin Wright) German security officials, and an Islamic charity organization that may fund Islamist militants. Richter tries to help him, once she has recoiled from the scars that establish his refugee credibility. Meanwhile, he waits.

Some of the visuals suggest the subtext of scenes, as banker William DaFoe, shaken by a demand to take courageous action, goes home to a glass house that seems a metaphor for both his vulnerability and the coldness of his marriage. Ice cubes hurled to the flagstones punctuate the scene. Richter puts up Karpov in her brother's spacious unfinished apartment. Sheets of plastic hang to mark where rooms will be, making a maze of semi-transparent barriers through which the two of them gradually find each other in a relationship of trust on the border of love.
As my friend Susan observed early on, "It's Le Carre, so you know it's not going to end well for anybody." Still, as the plot unwinds, we see the pieces of Gunther Bachmann's intricate plan fall into place. I've been left cold by other spy movies, where it was all about the plan. Here, we're rooting for the innocent man and a whole community of people risking their lives to help him.
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