Directed by Ronald Neame Screenplay by Brian Garfield and Bryan Forbes
With each year Walter Matthau looks more and more like an affable bloodhound. His cheeks seem to grow pouchier, his eyes more sadly knowing, his manner ever more wisely patient. To his basic screen self this great comedian of calm has added, in Hopscotch, a nicely distracted air: he moves through the picture humming bits of Mozart and even, at times, conducting an imaginary orchestra.
One would not take him to be one of the CIA'S top men. Indeed, he is now unrecognized even by the CIA, particularly a slick, thick...