A few Bones to pick

Opening scenes; guy sifting dirty water to recover a small number of dirty coloured stones which by the way look a lot like topazes but that's another story....
Shift to swinging 90s London; young (beautiful) women in positions of power; talking on cellphones, getting off motorcycles, paying for power lunches with credit cards. So typical of the modern view of "power" that is; cellphones, good jewelery, chauffeur driven cars, motorcycles; the expensive trappings of power. And the smarmy, self-important young thing who comes to interview her. All very irritating.
But really, the real power brokers are driven people like Laura Quinn, living quietly, working 80+ hours a week behind the scenes. I just love Hollywood's image of power; the "things" and not the "deeds". Now, I know this is a UK production but it's still a facile view of what people think of as "power": suits, things, plastic....
Laura Quinn, although she didn't have the power position was doing alright for herself: a fantastic apartment, silk pyjamas, listening to jazz on the phono, really good (expensive) jewelery. Ferreting away some stones for herself; slick way of hiding a few diamonds in her earrings. Impressive.
Not too bad. And living very quietly.
That's my idea of power; the quiet behind the madness. Michael Caine case in point; information is king and he had a lot of it. Quietly living, quietly watching.
All in all a neat little thriller.
Those two were the stars. Not the cellphone babes in the opening scenes.
IMHO

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