Spencer ★★★½

Walks one of the fiiiiiiinest lines between high art and high camp I have ever witnessed. In the parlance of Drag Race acting challenge judging, what it lacks is levels. Every unsubtle line, every obvious composition, every on-the-nose symbol is so overwrought! All Diana sees everywhere she goes are symbols reflecting her own captivity back to her, but she also takes nearly every opportunity to verbalize this (in laughably un-nuanced dialogue), and it’s this constant showing AND telling that just leaves the audience with so little space to contemplate it ourselves, effectively undermining Larrain’s poetic filmmaking style. Stewart is at her most emotionally grueling but her impotent tantrums quickly grow tedious and leave the performance with nowhere to go. JACKIE it ain’t.