If Wild Bill Could Have Made His Successful Dash Into Our Lines Earlier In The Day, The Attuck Would Have Been Made Sooner, And Greater Results Might Have Been Expected. The Confederates Had Suspected Him Of Being A Spy For Two Or Three Days, And Had Watched Him Too Closely To Allow An Opportunity To Get Away From Them Sooner.
I Think It Was The Sense That Turn Is A Spy Thriller, And That's A Genre That Really Fascinates Me, In General.
This False Distance Is Present Everywhere: In Spy Films, In Godard, In Modern Advertising, Which Uses It Continually As A Cultural Allusion. It Is Not Really Clear In The End Whether This 'cool' Smile Is The Smile Of Humour Or That Of Commercial Complicity. This Is Also The Case With Pop, And Its Smile Ultimately Encapsulates All Its Ambiguity: It Is Not The Smile Of Critical Distance, But The Smile Of Collusion
A Murderer Is Less Loathsome To Us Than A Spy. The Murderer May Have Acted On A Sudden Mad Impulse; He May Be Penitent And Amend; But A Spy Is Always A Spy, Night And Day, In Bed, At Table, As He Walks Abroad; His Vileness Pervades Every Moment Of His Life
In Tv, And In Particular In Commercials, You Don't Really Need To Explain Very Much At All - You Just Say He's A Spy And He's A Little Bit Theatrical And Overblown And Smug And He's Not Very Good At His Job.
Having Now Reached A Point Where Danger Might Be Reasonably Apprehended From Strolling War Parties Of Indians, Spies Were Kept In Advance And Strict Diligence Observed In The Duty Of Sentinels.
I Used To Try To Pick Locks Because I Grew Up On My Grandparents Farm And I Started My Own Little Spy Club. I Would Go Around The Farm And Try To Break Into The Shed And Try Spying On My Grandpa. It Was Ridiculous.
A Person Who Searched Rooms, Brandished Pistols, Dangled Promises Of Half A Million Franc Fees For Nameless Services And Then Wrote Instructions To Polish Spies Might Reasonably Be Regarded With Suspicion. But Suspicion Of What?
I Used To Try To Pick Locks Because I Grew Up On My Grandparents Farm And I Started My Own Little Spy Club. I Would Go Around The Farm And Try To Break Into The Shed And Try Spying On My Grandpa. It Was Ridiculous.
