Nostalgia is a phenomenon that’s gripping Hollywood frequently these days, people wishing for films to return to the days of old style and panache. But when filmmakers do try mimic the films that are invoking the nostalgia, it’s commonly met with failure, as it indeed still feels like a half-hearted attempt at remaking the past. But few have nailed all the trappings with more confidence and style than Guy Ritchie’s The Man From U.N.C.L.E., a fantastically enjoyable spy romp that perfectly mimics the style of 60s country-hopping espionage thrillers. Leaping between countries as fast as costumes change and smooth pick-up lines are delivered (let’s admit it, the most of these are exchanged between Henry Cavill, who’s delivering his best ripped-from-the-60s Anglo-American accent, and Armie Hammer. You’re half-expecting them to fall into bed together by the end) and Alicia Vikander and Elizabeth Debicki make you wish they were in more films like this, it may be overly stylistically slick and polished, but when its done this well, its easy to overlook. With so many spy movies (Spy, Kingsman, Spectre) this year, it’s U.N.C.L.E. that demonstrates why they’re so popular – they’re true escapism, still glamorous and immune to the hardships of up-to-the-minute politics.