Notes on a Scandal (review)
Imagine ‘Single White Female’ as mounted by the Royal Shakespeare Company, and you’ve got it. Oh, snickered the critic longing for smart silliness, do I love this movie.
Imagine ‘Single White Female’ as mounted by the Royal Shakespeare Company, and you’ve got it. Oh, snickered the critic longing for smart silliness, do I love this movie.
Watts and Norton are extraordinary actors, and in fine form here, but they never click together…
One of the most honest, most powerful, most revealing teen movies ever…
Deliciously shocking and wonderfully radical…
A loving, respectful, entirely banal portrait that’s more like a greeting card than anything else…
Full of daring, angry glory, an instant classic of political muckracking that exposes the decay and corruption at the heart of Iranian civil society…
Getting lost in all the well-earned love for Whitaker is his costar, James McAvoy, the primary focus through which Whitaker’s starburst prisms into its brilliance — here is another actor who will astonish you with a very different kind of performance…
I’m not supposed to say this, as a woman, as a film critic, and particularly as a woman film critic, but I’m not a fan of Pedro Almodóvar.
I wish Roger Corman had made this movie.