Michael Caine's risible attempt at a Russian accent sets the tone for this ludicrous spy caper released in 1982, though with such as Robert Powell and Susan George in it, the feel is more that of a shallow 70's spy yarn such as The Tamarind Seed.
Laurence Olivier, as a retired admiral and "head of ALL (lol) British secret services" has tried to make his part credible by, I think, anachronistically modelling himself on Mansfield Cumming, the original 'C' from the 1920's, complete, in this reprise, with wooden leg, beard, short fuse and a tendency to smash his walking stick on the table (Cumming used the wooden leg itself!). Olivier's admiral lacks only a parrot on his shoulder...
Even if Caine were a better actor, he would have no chance here as Phillip (Phil?) Kimberley, not unalike to, yes you guessed it...Kim Philby! Clever, that transposition, what? Codes, old boy lol!
Susan George gives her usual Wooden Meets Hysterical performance and Robert Powell leaves out the hysteria; in fact, Powell gives a good impression of an android, unable to show credible emotion even in clinching with Susan George.
The plot, such as it is, is not so much thin as not there at all; what there is of it is enough to make one snort with laughter, that someone actually thought this stuff would sell. I hope it never did.
I would have given this film one star were it not for the very good locations and interiors, especially the "Soviet" ones at the beginning, particularly to be commended in view of the fact that, in 1983 or before, this film must have been made outside Russia itself.