The Man From U.N.C.L.E. (2015)

Cold war served cold.

There is a lot right about The Man From U.N.C.L.E.:  a snazzy script, Ian Fleming’s original characters, exotic locales, retro cold war spy action sequences, Guy Ritchie’s over-the-top directorial style, foxy girls, costumes that should sweep awards and a sleek jazz score.

But there is equally as much wrong. Man of Steel actor Henry Cavil clearly should only play things made of steel. Throughout the film, he and Armie Hammer duke it out to be the most lifeless, boring, stone-faced character in modern film to deliver cleverly written banter. When Cavil bumps in to Hugh Grant, you can’t help but sense how much the film needed someone with star power. Too bad Grant's role is minimal.

Simply put: I really wanted this well-scripted film to come together, but eventually cried uncle.

Award potential: Should be a competitor for Best Costume awards.

The ten buck review: Not worth ten bucks.