peter pegnall

Ponderous, almost totally banal dialogue, this film is captivating

An ungainly, self indulgent exploration of a narcissist, plundering cliche after cliche. The world has many stage sets for the bully to rise and fall. Nothing whatsoever to do with art, could just as easily have been about the business world or The Women's Institute. 3 hours of Blanchett's cheek bones is hard to bear. A fellow cinemagoer, 14 quid worse off for the privilege muttered 'how will I get that time back?' The Komedia echoed with laughter and regret. A truly terrible film .