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Here's the plot:
The dastardly shadow government decides that it's going to attack a country governed by a tinhorn Mussolini-like tyrant who is all bluster but fundamentally helpless. The reason for this attack is the MacGuffin (Hitchcock's reason-that-doesn't-matter-to-the-viewer...and who could really figure it out anyway?). This lunatic-fringe-leader-type will be played by a CGI-fattened-up Alan Rickman. Through the puppet-leader, the point man VP, played by any one of a number of traditional grimacing second-bananas, manages to allow/cause (depending on the pre-production focus-group reactions) a catastrophe to occur on American soil. Seizing the opportunity, martial law is implemented (though undeclared), and liberties are curtailed dramatically, thanks to a puppy-dog legislative branch whose leaders are blackmailed/threatened by the mean folks; usually sexual in nature. This can assist in giving the film a R rating.
Meanwhile, back at the CIA, a gorgeous, brilliant, covert agent, whose job it is to watch this stuff, by sheer chance (a la Ludlum) is tangentially approached to suggest to her devilishly handsome, erudite husband that he go to investigate the basis for the impending War. This husband JUST SO HAPPENS (Cinematic Coincidence - it works!)to have been the Ambassador to the very country during the first skirmish between the two and who successfully negotiated out all the civilians from the captured American Embassy, including the young kid who sat on the Evil Leader's knee (played by a younger Daniel Radcliff). Now the couple will have to play themselves since there is absolutely no one in Hollywood who can do either of them justice.
The former Ambassador goes and finds out that it's all BS, so since no one listens to him, he goes to the only place that he fells can manage his opinion properly, The New York Times. (Shades of Three Days of the Condor, though we never know if they publish Robert Redford's story). After the publication, the Bad Guys almost inexplicably go after the Hero and his Wife, and they become, through a series of very strange coincidences and fatal flaws of the villains, national heroes and are elevated to sainthood by the opposition. Meanwhile, the Empire is left to gnash it's bloodstained teeth and to figure out how to come back some day.
Leaces room for lots of sequels...here's a title: The Empire Strikes Back.
Oh, someone's used that already...?
Nevermind.
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