The oldest and most trustworthy way to crack crypto -- and a cryptologist -- is sex, regularly employed by royalty and traitors, tyrants and anarchists, governments and bandits, warfighters and jealous lovers, spouses and businesses, and whatever other position/opposition pleasures and betrays. If you have a security system that does not protect against it you're really fucked. Just who is doing what to who in "Takedown" constitutes its shameless Hollywoodian prurience, as it was in Littman, Clancy, Vinge, Tolstoy, the Bible, the Koran, the Kama Sutra, any indecent Exon-prohibition of your dreams. Shimomura, Markoff, Mitnick -- are the games of seductive illusion they're playing so different from vaunted cryptography of the ever-randy, coy/decoy Net? Has nobody ever blurted their password in the throes of passionate words? Imagine Toad Hall and what was up in the hot tub.