Joie' De Vivre On Celluloid: The Tailor Of Panama

We open at night, with MI6 agent Andy Osnard standing broodingly at a large window, looking out onto a city bridge in London and pondering. He is getting the "Siberia" of assignments, for a mishap we do not yet have all the details for. Andy get orders for Panama, he's taken a back, we then seem to understand his plight, a company screw-up in deed Andy...

Then we meet the tailor of Panama (Rush). He is giving his finest display of his renowned excellent service to a customer. The kind of service you'd pay to get from an Englishman tailor with a respected, high end boutique shop in Panama. Then we watch him, uh... tailoring? Sizing and cutting, there we go. Sped up a few more frames per second for us as Geoffrey Rush applies the smooth technique of making clothing, and making it very well. He looks every bit a tailor at work, and yet, holds a confidence about himself, that says something else to us as well. I liked how this film started off, not to mention the sultry Spanish orchestral jam, singing in our ear music the whole time.
I didn't mind it at all.

But wait! There's more!