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Review: Man From U.N.C.L.E. punched up with retro panache

My dad is excited about the big screen version of the 1960s television show The Man From U.N.C.L.E., as are many people over the age of 50.
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Cold War foes Henry Cavill and Armie Hammer are forced into a reluctant alliance against more dangerous forces at work in Guy Ritchie’s stylish espionage reboot The Man From U.N.C.L.E.

My dad is excited about the big screen version of the 1960s television show The Man From U.N.C.L.E., as are many people over the age of 50.

But keep in mind that the Mission: Impossible films are a big success, and you were probably too young to watch those on TV, too. The Bond reboots didn't do too poorly, either. And after the surprise success of last year's Kingsman, it is clear viewers are ready for a tailored, retro look to their action flicks. 

Guy Ritchie, who directed some of the slickest films around back in the day (Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels, Snatch), is banking on the fact that you're ready for a bit of nostalgia by keeping The Man From U.N.C.L.E. in its original '60s setting and bathing the viewer in a retro wash of cool cars and clothes, mod interiors and groovy gadgets. 

Henry Cavill (Man of Steel) plays the character with the world's best name — Napoleon Solo — an ex-con given a second chance by the CIA. There's a brilliantly choreographed early sequence between Solo and a mammoth KGB agent named Illya Kuryakin (Armie Hammer); the two men initially try to kill each other but are then forced into a reluctant alliance against more dangerous forces at work, putting the Cold War on freeze frame temporarily.

Gaby (Ex Machina's Alicia Vikander) is the daughter of a missing scientist from East Germany (back when there was a wall, remember?). It's Solo's job to reunite Gaby with her father, the man who may be able to prevent the upcoming global catastrophe. She is dragged along for the ride but soon proves to be more than up to the task of fighting off bad guys while keeping Solo and Illya in check. (Illya in particular, in one memorable bedroom scene.)

Don't worry about the plot, of which there is little to say. In typical '60s fashion the action revolves around former Nazis, exotic Euro locales and the threat of an atom bomb going off at any moment, back when the Russians were the only bad guys we had to worry about. 

Cavill and Hammer prove to have a snappy rapport, not unlike the relationship Ritchie nourished between Robert Downey Jr and Jude Law in the Sherlock Holmes films. Cavill is suitably poised and unmovable; Hammer has great fun even though he doesn't quite nail his cheesy KGB accent. 

No self-respecting Bond-type film would be complete without an evil vixen, and Elizabeth Debicki fills those stilettos nicely. Pulling the strings — sort of — are Waverly (Hugh Grant, in a too-brief role) and Sanders (Jared Harris), the man pressing Solo into service. 

It's a metrosexual action movie — Rambo fans need not apply — and not quite a spoof, though Man from U.N.C.L.E. certainly never takes itself too seriously. Filled with punch and panache, it's simply a fun way to spend a few summer hours. 

The Man From U.N.C.L.E. opens Friday at Scotiabank and Fifth Avenue.