An extremely successful American author wins the Nobel Prize in Literature and takes Concorde to Europe with his wife, who up to now has remained fairly tight-lipped and distant from the whole business. They are housed in a luxurious hotel enduring the preparations for the event while being pursued by a journalist who may have detected something not quite right in the marriage. The author is dismissive of his son’s efforts to write and begins to show interest in the attractive young photographer who is assigned to him, and as the ceremony approaches we begin to see in flashback the reality of the relationship.
Joe, the author, is pretty bombastic, his wife Joan checks him out, ensuring he is presentable and keeping him in line with his pills. We see them in the events leading up to the Nobel ceremony (which if correctly presented are extraordinarily tiresome), and in privacy where mostly they bicker and once start to have sex, and then at the ceremony itself. As things move on there are flashbacks to their early life which over time reveal all, including the fact that Joe is a serial adulterer.
|A View||The critics loved this but, to my mind predicably, they mostly cite the same events to tell us what is happening, because the script pretty well signposts everything, even why an extremely talented woman remains married to this quite unpleasant man. It’s even better on a second viewing they say, and they hope that Glenn Close will be up for an Oscar (the release almost cynically delayed to make this more likely). I won’t be going to see it again.|
|Duration||1h 40m||Rating (UK)||15|
|Source of story||A 2003 book of the same name by Meg Wolitzer|
|Starring||Elizabeth McGovern, Christian Slater, Glenn Close, Max irons, Jonathan Pryce, Harry Lloyd, Annie Starke|
|Additional Info||Glasgow stood in for Stockholm in much of the film, pretty successfully I thought.|