A vacuum-cleaner salesman turns to international espionage in this droll spy spoof from a quartet of formidable Englishmen-actors Alec Guinness and Noel Coward, writer Graham Greene, and director Carol Reed. The British Secret Service needs a man on the ground in steamy Cuba, and wool-suited Caribbean Chief Hawthorne (Coward) inexplicably recruits expatriate Hoover-hawker Jim Wormold (Guinness). Wormold won't let a few little details-like not knowing any secrets-get in the way of becoming a super-spy. Motivated not by patriotism but by capitalism (he'd especially like to buy his daughter a pony), he realizes that secrets pay well, even (or especially) if they're completely fabricated. “There is something about a secret,” one character whispers, “that makes people want to believe it.” While playing on Cold War obsession with Castro's Cuba (and actually boasting some fascinating location shooting from Havana), Our Man in Havana could just as easily be about “our man” in Hanoi, or Baghdad, any time, any place.