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The Coldest Game is a relatively unknown film whose scene is set in the deepest moment of the cold war, i.e. the Cuban missile crisis. It is a well made film, professionally directed and produced, despite a slightly old fashion a d artisanal look-and-feel. The plot, though well conceived, is affected by a few mistakes which to a certain degree put me off; one is a detail of general context: every time the players get of the cars there is a crowd of paparazzi waiting for them....paparazzi in Warsaw in 1962? Excuse me? Then there are a few more substantial mistakes regarding the espionage tradecraft: is it possible that there was no more discreet place for a Russian spy to pass a super secret microfilm to the opposition than a crowded chess world championship at the centre of everybody's attention? Lastly, there are a few too many murders, and it is well known that killing was a means used very very exceptionally by field agents in the course of their operations. Nevertheless the movie is a decent one and quite watchable.