The Russia HouseLe Carré's espionage novel loses a great deal in Stoppard's adaptation. A handsome, expensive package, with two big stars and marvellous location work in Russia, the film remains rather lethargic. Connery plays a British publisher drawn into espionage by the love of a Soviet woman. As the latter, Pfeiffer makes a good attempt at a Russian accent and brings some dignity and quiet intensity to the role. Connery is Connery, and Brandauer is shamefully underused. The film tries to justify its existence by claiming that spying is still rife, despite the changes in the Soviet Union.
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