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After I saw Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy, when I was visiting the loo, one 20-something asked her companion whether she thought anyone had understood the movie. Her tone was not so much "what a crappy pointless movie" but more "please tell me everyone else was as lost as me and I'm not stupid." It was sort of comic-sad.
And I was a good girl and refrained from informing her that not everyone had been as confused as she. I was wearing a tiara, so she might not have taken me seriously.
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