directed by Roman Polanski
Roman Polanski may be in the Swiss Gulag (which is probably more luxurious than most hostels in Belgium), but he is rare form in his newest and most fun film in ages. Speaking of firsts in ages, Ewan McGregor tears into the role of The Ghost, a reluctant replacement hired to finish the memoir of an on the rocks British Prime Minister, and finds more than he bargained for. I think you finally performed the horrific travesty that was The Island out of my memory, and for that, I am grateful, Mr. McG. Polanski has fun creating mystery and suspicion everywhere, from the gardener to the housekeeper to the CIA. It would be laughable if it wasn’t so effing well done, like hearing John Darnielle of the Mountain Goats quote Biggie in a song. Smart, suspenseful, and slick, The Ghost Writer will have your wheels turning.