Allegedly, the mission is over. You can see it in the weathered map that is Tom Cruise’s face. Feel it in his and frequent collaborator Christopher McQuarrie’s willingness to get a little saccharine and sentimental with this nearly 30-year-old property. It lingers in the final acknowledgments exchanged across the ragtag team—the old, the new, and the totally WTF. This is the end. And yet, after The Final Reckoning, I wish that Mission: Impossible—much like Cruise himself—could run forever. Read More