Showing posts with label Shakespeare. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shakespeare. Show all posts

Sunday, 15 January 2012

Coriolanus review

Coriolanus (15, 123 mins)
Director: Ralph Fiennes
★ ★ ★ ☆ ☆

In a place calling itself Rome, General Caius Martius (Ralph Fiennes) is hated by the people, who are desperate for food. But when he defeats his great enemy Tullus Aufidius (Gerard Butler), he returns in triumph and is given the title Coriolanus. His subsequent decision to run for consul upsets a pair of scheming tribunes who conspire against him and this along with his inability to associate with the common people leads to his downfall. Though retaining and streamlining Shakespeare’s words, Fiennes, in his directing debut, has updated the setting to modern day Eastern Europe, which cleverly allows TV reports to do the exposition, and for allegorical parallels to be drawn. He delivers action that is visceral and gritty, with running gun battles in the streets and vicious close quarters combat, as well as giving a commanding, full blooded, performance. But the film’s failings lie with the Bard, in what simply isn’t one of his most accessible or interesting works, one in which the motivations of its central character are murky at best, if not downright annoying.

Friday, 11 June 2010

Letters to Juliet review

Letters to Juliet (PG, 105 mins)
Director: Gary Winick
★ ★ ☆ ☆ ☆
 Sophie (Amanda Seyfried) is an aspiring writer on holiday in Verona with her fiancĂ© (Gael Garica Bernal), a food obsessed chef more interested in pasta than her. With plenty time to explore the city on her own, she finds herself at Juliet’s house where the lovelorn write letters to Shakespeare’s most famous heroine. When she replies to a 50 year old letter, Vanessa Redgrave arrives from England and they go in search of the man she knew when she was teenager, bringing along her grandson along to add a romantic complication for Sophie. Taking place in a fantasy Italy, this is fluffy, bland and inoffensive, with no forward momentum to speak of and no real interest in who Sophie ends up with. One for hopeless romantics only or those with a pathological aversion to the World Cup.