Hopscotch, 1980

The other night I watched this movie, Hopscotch, 1980, starring Walter Matthau, Glenda Jackson, Ned Beatty, and Sam Waterston, but there are other recognizable characters in the film, like Herbert Lom, .  I loved it.  It opens in Munich in the heart of Oktoberfest.  The plot  

I initially linked to Wikipedia's summary of the plot, but after a brief search, I found Roger Ebert's review (of Gene Siskel & Roger Ebert's fame, "At the Movies"), which I think is much better.  

They, on the other hand, want to kill him. They are the CIA. Matthau plays a veteran field operative who breaks up a Soviet operation in Munich but fails to arrest the head of the KGB when he has him in the palm of his hand. Matthau's called back to Washington, where a new man (Ned Beatty) has taken over control of the department. Beatty is a veteran of the CIA's clandestine "dirty tricks" operation, and the movie hints that he was the guy behind sending the poisoned cigars to Castro, among other dumb stunts.

Anyway, Beatty yanks Matthau out of the field and assigns him to the filing department. Matthau doesn't like that. He destroys his own files, walks out of the agency, flies to Austria, and deliberately leads the CIA to believe that he has decided to cooperate with the Soviets. Then he has a rendezvous with an old love (Glenda Jackson), holes up in her chateau, and starts writing his memoirs. They include detailed revelations about CIA activities, and he mails each chapter to the world's leading spy agencies.

Gary Arnold of the Washington Post doesn't do a terrible job either.  

But what I loved about the movie was the luxurious pacing, colors, music, and settings for all the different scenes, starting with the Oktoberfest scene in Munich.  It was absolutely luxurious by today's standards.  I mean it would be a great film for anyone who has never been to Munich's Oktoberfest to actually see what one looks like and the kinds of activities done there besides consuming beer.  I loved it.