? Judy Dench plays
the character who was the narrator of Zoë Heller’s novel of the same name. A teacher of history
to surly adolescents, she writes copiously in her diary, eruditely but
witheringly sizing up her fellow faculty, including the new arts teacher (Cate
Blanchett). Seemingly as honest about herself as others, she’s aware of her
reputation as respected, but not liked, and so welcomes the friendship offered
by the most recent hire. But when she discovers her married colleague’s affair
with a fifteen-year-old student, she sees it as a betrayal that it had been
kept secret from her.
+ This movie works as
a thriller but more so as a morality play that looks at its characters more
deeply than the Jerry Springer premise would suggest. The two women are very
different, but both cross social boundaries and pay the consequences. The heavy
dose of narration that introduces the story could have seemed tedious were it
not for the crisp, tart voice that screenwriter Patrick Narber has created for
her. Dench’s performance is a tour de force that slowly peels away her
character’s vulnerabilities and flaws. She’s the clearest villain of the piece,
but she’s a little pathetic as well, which you don’t expect at the outset. The
supporting characters are also noteworthy, Blanchett of course but also Bill
Nighy as her significantly older husband. This is the sort of movie where you
can have a wonderful time afterward dissecting it and arguing about how
blameworthy each of the women is, how society should treat adult affairs with
teenagers, and so on. Narber’s best known for the play and screenplay Closer,
which tackled certain similar themes relating to trust, but this is a warmer
movie with a more linear plot structure and a higher emotional peak.
- It certainly didn’t ruin it for me, but a pivotal scene near the end requires an uncharacteristic sloppiness on the part of Dench’s character that seemed more convenient than likely.
= ***1/2 I found this
movie, which has earned Oscar nominations for Dench, Blanchett, Narber, and
composer Philip Glass, quite riveting. It’s unusual to see a movie that so
particularly examines some unsavory behavior and yet expresses human desires
that everybody has in some fashion.- It certainly didn’t ruin it for me, but a pivotal scene near the end requires an uncharacteristic sloppiness on the part of Dench’s character that seemed more convenient than likely.
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