“An impure love is not love to me. To admire another man’s wife is a pleasant thing, but sensual desire indulged for its own sake is greed. A kind of gluttony. A misuse of something sacred which is given to us so that we may choose the one person with whom to fulfill out humanness. Otherwise, we might as well be cattle.”
Review of movie, not of the book:
Cinematically this version of Anna Karenina is unique and beautiful. The sets and costumes are bold and lavish without being pretentious. Quite honestly, the costumes alone were worth the journey.
That being said, the vast majority of characters in Anna Karenina (at least this version) are entirely unrelatable, even considering the era in which it’s portrayed. Anna particularly lacks fundamental scruples which in turn brand her more of a whiny petulant child than a nurturing mother of two. Vronsky’s philandering nature easily predicts the future of their relationship. Alexie Kernin, a man whose power is well-known throughout the country as the bond holding conflicting groups together, is blinded by loyalty of marriage to the point of unforgivable weakness and continuously turning his cheek to keep an unfaithful woman. While apparently, infidelity runs in the family as Anna’s brother – a character whose constant unfaithfulness servers as a comic relief of sorts – sleeps his way through all the eligible women in Moscow leaving his wife to daydream of a love she’ll never experience. Thankfully Kitty and Konstantin redeem the human wreckage of this tale by displaying maturity (Kitty) and forgiveness (Konstantin) as positive growth.
The missing ingredient in this film, which is palpable throughout its entirety, was chemistry. Of all things. With such an ensemble of seasoned actors it’s hard to believe such an emotional journey through this group’s life would fall so flat. By the end, I was rooting for the train.