Though the film is ostensibly a political thriller, it more often plays like an adaptation of a trashy romance novel.
The will-they-won’t-they of the film is a non-starter, and as such the film’s climax is stripped of suspense.
“Maybe I don’t want to meet someone who shares my interests. I hate my interests.” Steve Buscemi speaks for us all.
In The Americans, of course, protecting one’s family and serving one’s country are consistently at loggerheads.
Ghost World is a beautiful evocation of the ghostly nature of love, loss, and ultimately memory itself.