REVIEW: The Secret Agent

Clocking in at nearly three hours, this already award-winning Brazilian film takes its time—but not in a way that feels indulgent. Instead, it moves at a confident, steady pace, slowly unraveling like a John le Carré adaptation, just with less dense spycraft and a bit more wit and oddball humor. And yes, that includes an almost surreal running gag involving a dismembered leg that seems determined to kick people down, plus a very strange cat that looks like it might have two faces. It’s that kind of movie.

What really caught me off guard is how all of this gradually leads into moments of genuine violence and unexpected gore. The tonal shift is surprising, and that’s where the film really finds its edge. Just when you think you’ve figured out where it’s heading, it swerves—sometimes sharply—into darker, more chaotic territory. Those twists and turns end up being part of the fun, constantly keeping you on your toes.

Visually, the film has a lot going for it. Much like a classic spy thriller, the camerawork can be quite kinetic, with smart use of pans and zooms that give certain scenes an energetic, almost paranoid feel. The production design is immersive as well, dropping you squarely into a specific historical moment when the country feels stuck in a period of political and social uncertainty. That sense of unease hangs over much of the runtime, even if the movie often opts for a lighter, occasionally surreal, and even campy tone rather than going full gritty realism.

After doing a bit of digging, it made perfect sense to learn this was directed by the filmmaker behind Bacurau. You can feel that same distinctive voice here, even if this film is ultimately more grounded. So no, this is definitely not I’m Still Here, but it shares a similar confidence in mixing genres and tones. The score also plays a big role, effortlessly shifting between suspense and playfulness depending on what the scene calls for.

Performance-wise, Wagner Moura once again proves why he’s one of the most underrated actors working today. Whether he’s playing a police commander, an iconic drug lord, a journalist, or something death, he always commits fully. This isn’t his most demanding role, leaning more toward understatement, but his enigmatic presence makes the character consistently compelling. The supporting cast is equally solid, with even the smallest roles adding texture and flavor to the larger picture.

All in all, while the film did lose me a bit during its slower first half, once it finds its rhythm it becomes a highly entertaining ride, anchored by strong direction, memorable performances, and a willingness to take bold, unexpected swings.