Ah, the good ol’ days.
A contract killer has been dispatched to assassinate the Russian double agent who betrayed Anna Chapman and nine other spies in the United States this spring.
Oh for the days of yore when we could count on good, old Godless Marxists coming over here and cleaning up their own messes for us. Say what you will about Ivan, he keeps his own house in order.
If a major studio executive hasn’t optioned the rights to this story by now they ought to check in to rehab for a week, because they are obviously smoking crack.