Unfolding at a leisurely pace, The Secret Agent eschews conventions to manifest as a living, breathing cinematic novel.
Author: Prabhjot Bains
Prabhjot Bains
Prabhjot Bains is a Toronto-based freelance Rotten Tomatoes-approved film critic and columnist. He has a passion for action cinema and a robust understanding of film history. He is also the Managing Film/TV Editor for RANGE Magazine and covers festivals ranging from Toronto to Sundance for But Why Tho? and RANGE.
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