MOVIE REVIEW | 'EVENING'
Sustained in Death by the Memory of One Great Love
By MANOHLA DARGIS
At first, second and final glance, Susan Minot’s “Evening,” a claustrophobic 1998 novel about a woman in her 60s remembering the days and few torrid nights of her life while slowly, very slowly dying, doesn’t seem as if it would translate easily to the big screen. It hasn’t. Stuffed with actors of variable talent, burdened with false, labored dialogue and distinguished by a florid visual style better suited to fairy tales and greeting cards, this miscalculation underlines what can happen when certain literary works meet the bottom line of the movies. It also proves that not every book deserves its own film. More
Spot on. Caught the movie a couple of weeks ago and wasted two hours on it. It's a bodice ripper sans bodice ripping.
Sustained in Death by the Memory of One Great Love
By MANOHLA DARGIS
At first, second and final glance, Susan Minot’s “Evening,” a claustrophobic 1998 novel about a woman in her 60s remembering the days and few torrid nights of her life while slowly, very slowly dying, doesn’t seem as if it would translate easily to the big screen. It hasn’t. Stuffed with actors of variable talent, burdened with false, labored dialogue and distinguished by a florid visual style better suited to fairy tales and greeting cards, this miscalculation underlines what can happen when certain literary works meet the bottom line of the movies. It also proves that not every book deserves its own film. More
Spot on. Caught the movie a couple of weeks ago and wasted two hours on it. It's a bodice ripper sans bodice ripping.