Don’t look now, but it looks as if Steven Soderbergh has made a film for grown-ups. You remember them — before plots revolved around interdimensional portals and glow-in-the-dark infinity stones, when going to the movies meant stars in darkly glamorous roles in complex plots rich in double-crossings and deception that left you feeling pleasurably stupid. Them. Movies where you had to get rid of the children first.
Black Bag stars Michael Fassbender as the British intelligence agent George Woodhouse, who is charged with investigating a mole who may have leaked some cyber-ops software called Severus. Chief among the suspects is his wife and fellow agent, Kathryn (Cate Blanchett), a slinky sphinx who pours herself into rooms.
With his Sixties horn-rimmed spectacles, George is one of
