THREE DAYS OF THE CONDOR (1975)

dir. Sydney Pollack. Paranoid thriller about a C.I.A. analyst (Robert Redford) who goes on the run, falsely accused of a crime, he tries to clear his name, on the way “obtaining” the assistance of a charming young photographer (Faye Dunaway). Based on the James Grady novel ‘Six Days of the Condor’, which I assume is precisely twice as long… I’ve not read the novel, but the film is pretty much a re-telling of the John Buchan novel, ‘The Thirty-Nine Steps’, which Alfred Hitchcock so expertly adapted into his 1935 film. While being a wonderful atmospheric journey through 1970s New York City, Robert Redford doesn’t quite evoke the same emotion and desperation of Robert Donat in the Hitchcock film. Emotional truths aside, THREE DAYS OF THE CONDOR is still lots of fun, often suspenseful, and a very easy watch. The late Max von Sydow is enjoyable as the foreign freelance killer, and has some great lines. Very spooky to listen to the subject of C.I.A. involvement in oil field conspiracy, in nondescript offices in the Twin Towers of the World Trade Center, which were completed only 2 years before this movie premiered. Lovely production design in the basement library of Robert Redford’s workplace, and Faye Dunaway’s NYC artist studio apartment.