My telly viewing habits are rather old-fashioned: I like nothing better than watching a repeat of a beloved programme (original “Upstairs, Downstairs” and “Poldark”, I’m talking about you) and I steer clear of anything gory, violent, scary or – saints preserve us – cutting edge. This means I am generally quite happy with free telly and my own extensive collection of elderly DVDs and videos – although whenever a new series of “The Crown” is released, I sign up for a month of Netflix, bulk-buy the Maltesers, and settle in for a binge. But am I now going to have to do this for “The Laundromat”?
It’s a case of bad timing: this movie was showing in my local Cambridge cinemas during one of my Guernsey weeks – and then it disappeared. I was irritated to miss it: how often do we get a film starring Meryl Streep and Antonio Banderas, with money laundering as a central theme? Never, that’s how often. Early reviews told me that it wasn’t the greatest epic ever filmed, but still – I was keen to see “my” subject on the big screen. The trailer looks good (although, in the manner of trailers, it may be that it shows all the best bits: I’ve certainly never met any lawyers who dress quite like Messrs Mossack and Fonseca).
But now I am ABSOLUTELY DESPERATE to see it – because Mossack Fonseca is suing Netflix. A lawsuit was filed in Connecticut on 13 October 2019 alleging that “in its movie… [Netflix] defames and portrays the plaintiffs (Mossack and Fonseca) as ruthless uncaring lawyers who are involved in money laundering, tax evasion, bribes and/or other criminal conduct”. I should jolly well hope so.