Film

The Ipcress File

Name: The Ipcress File
Genre: Thriller
Released: 1965
Cast: Michael Caine, Nigel Green, Guy Doleman, Sue Lloyd, Gordon Jackson

The Ipcress File is spy cinema with the glamour drained out: no martinis, just requisition forms, grocery shopping, and an insubordinate agent doing a dangerous, unglamorous job for superiors he doesn't fully trust. Michael Caine's bespectacled Harry Palmer is Bond's deliberate opposite, and the film's angular, paranoid visual style makes grey 1960s London feel as suspicious as Cold War Berlin. For anyone who wants espionage as bureaucracy and quiet dread rather than fantasy.

TMDb rating

6.8

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