Typically silly Robert Ludlum thriller, the full silliness of which does not come to light till the end: something about a coalition of neo-Fascists and Third World terrorists, organized and financed by a long-dead Nazi who still wants to conquer the world and, at the same time, avenge himself on the wife who left him. (Huh?) John Frankenheimer directs with the occasional slight tilt shot or deep-focus shot (more than slight during the chase scene through the Berlin red-light district), in faint imitation of Orson Welles -- or in faint imitation of his imitation of him in The Manchurian Candidate. The participation of George Axelrod on the screenplay, here as there, had already prodded the memory in that direction; and there is even a dash of incest to clinch it. With Michael Caine, Victoria Tennant, Anthony Andrews, and Lilli Palmer. (1985) — Duncan Shepherd
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