A movie about cancers of various kinds--physical, spiritual, environmental--that reaches the unavoidable conclusion that we're all fucked. Some very strange directorial touches here and there (including what I think begins as an homage to Tarkovsky and ends up as Something Else), but effective and affecting all the same.
A spiritual sequel to Brief Encounter, not just because of David Lean and Trevor Howard. Like its predecessor, it posits that perhaps happy marriages are possible, but true love only ever exists outside legal arrangements. Hokey at times, but still pretty soul-shattering.
(The idea of Trev as the man for whom two married women were willing to risk it all remains very funny, but hey, we've all fallen for plainer and goofier-looking people. Well, I have.)
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
I thought it ruled, first off. I thought it was fun, beautifully shot, entertaining from start to finish. It was densely packed, plot-wise, but I thought it moved things along really well. It seems to me that most of the people who disliked it or were lukewarm (haha! get it?!) to it are turbo-nerds who suck and who don't enjoy anything for itself, but who just want everything explained to them every second and for it to fit their pre-determined…