there's this little "disputatio" towards the end of the movie. between a morrocan and a an american. at some point they prefer to gag and ditch the argument and flush it altogether. but some hidden signs tell you that the american somehow has won.
(I think that the first "Jason Bourne" was fabulous. remember the Bourne's act in the American Consulate in Zürich, and the Austin Cooper's trip to Paris?
just great!)
since I saw him dealing with the harshness of life the way he does, he's become my hero. trying to emulate him is what I tend to every morning after o cupa good cofee.
