Post by Ladyfingers on May 31, 2020 15:27:57 GMT
This is dumb as a box of rocks, but looks pretty amazing, like a living Pre-Raphaelite painting. Performances are decent enough, but the script is just trashy lady-baiting balderdash.
It turns out that Ophelia was elevated to a lady-in-waiting by Gertrude from her urchin's life, and is a keen, inquisitive mind fascinated by science and literature. The other ladies in the court give her verbal abuse, so you know she's got a struggle to overcome. Then it turns out that Gertrude is getting poisons and tonics from her twin sister, who's - gasp! - a witch! A witch who used her lady-knowledge of poisons to fake her death when she was hunted as a devil for miscarrying Claudius' bastard son. How will this knowledge be used later? Who can foresee such sneakiness? Everyone can. And so Ophelia lives happily ever after in the nunnery with Hamlet's daughter.
There's even a scene where (bright-crimson-red-haired) Daisy Ridley is "disguised" by wearing men's clothes and having her hair slightly shortened, and Claudius talks to her as "boy". I laughed out loud.
The sheer volume of outright pandering cliché is unbearable.
It turns out that Ophelia was elevated to a lady-in-waiting by Gertrude from her urchin's life, and is a keen, inquisitive mind fascinated by science and literature. The other ladies in the court give her verbal abuse, so you know she's got a struggle to overcome. Then it turns out that Gertrude is getting poisons and tonics from her twin sister, who's - gasp! - a witch! A witch who used her lady-knowledge of poisons to fake her death when she was hunted as a devil for miscarrying Claudius' bastard son. How will this knowledge be used later? Who can foresee such sneakiness? Everyone can. And so Ophelia lives happily ever after in the nunnery with Hamlet's daughter.
There's even a scene where (bright-crimson-red-haired) Daisy Ridley is "disguised" by wearing men's clothes and having her hair slightly shortened, and Claudius talks to her as "boy". I laughed out loud.
The sheer volume of outright pandering cliché is unbearable.