Black Doves, Jason Bourne and having nowhere to hide

Where do hot assassins find refuge?

Tis the season of the hot assassin.

I watched Black Doves, Netflix’s splashy Christmas spy thriller, the other day. At the moment, neurons fried from end of year burn out, my cultural consumption habits tend towards the simplest of things. I’m lapping up slop the September version of me would be horrified by. Last week, I sat through a festive Lifetime m…