March 28, 2003

The Hours

I finally managed to get to the theater to see The Hours, something I'd been trying to do for what's felt like months. What a splendid movie. I truly enjoyed it. It's an impressive film that manages to turn a novel into poetry, and that's what I think this film did. I haven't read Michael Cunningham's book, so I can't comment on how well the book translated to the screen, but there were beautiful moments of cinematography which I can only assume stood in for words of description left behind. The performances were all splendid, with Meryl Streep standing out in my mind. There's an effortless there that's remarkable. I love Julianne Moore, but having recently seen Safe, I felt that she was doing what she always does. I also loved the fact that all of the tertiary characters in this movie were played by well-known folk. I thought Claire Danes had fallen off the face of the earth and then she shows up in two movies in a month.

Posted by waking slow at March 28, 2003 09:57 AM
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