i have a lot of trouble with spy, mystery, and such films. heck, i have trouble with fiction. people do all kinds of cockamammie, harebrained, patently ridiculous moves to get someone, just to string it along. hokey.
i got a Bridgeport mind, and it works like this:
ezpz. problem solved, moving on. no dripping wax to set off a chain reaction where, eventually, a box falls on someones head, or their shoes explode, or whatever. you know, like putting james on a rock with the idea that hungry alligators will do him in. that never works.