There is a German word, Sehnsucht, which expresses a feeling of nostalgia for a life which one has never experienced – perhaps even for a world which has never existed. It may be Sehnsucht which explains my weakness for spy films with men in turtlenecks. The recent reboot of The Man from U.N.C.L.E. suggests that I am not alone.

The film, unusually light on its feet for something directed by Guy Ritchie, came out in 2015. However, it only just hit my Netflix list, so Millenials can count it as a new release. Continue reading “The Man from U.N.C.L.E. (Review)” →