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There are things you do hate, Lord. Perfume-smellin’ things, lacy things, things with curly hair.
There are things you do hate, Lord. Perfume-smellin’ things, lacy things, things with curly hair.
I’ve looked on in puzzlement as the reviews rolled in on this one. They’re near-uniformly bad, but often a little lean on rationale. (Unless “Dustin Hoffman is too old for Emma Thompson” or “Emma Thompson is too tall for Dustin Hoffman” counts as legitimate film criticism?) Sure, Last Chance Harvey is a flyweight, syrupy-sweet little film, but – to stretch the boxing metaphor a little – it performs well enough in its weight class.
If there’s a pair of actors that can make an audience feel every humiliation more keenly than these two stars, I haven’t met ‘em. I writhed with vicarious shame when they asked me to; I smiled when they smiled. In short, I was putty in their competent hands, and nothing much else about the movie seemed to matter. Watching Hoffman and Thompson spar their way around London was a pure pleasure.
by Eva Holland | Source: DVD
31 Jan 2009 9:09 PM | Submit Comment
