This is a film I would have hoped to have been better.. it just doesn't make you care much about anything. It's 1962, just for the sake of being '62.. so what (oh, yea.. the book). And in the normal course of events, Mortensen and Dunst are two favorites.. but here, again you're not really much at all interested what happens to them. She's an actor can deliver so much more than what's asked of her. In this role, she could have easily been replaced with a whole bunch of others, and the switch would hardly matter.. that's poor use of one of the better professionals in the business. In a meaningful role she dominates, and takes you where you're looking and need to go.. it should never be you just don't care, as it is in this production. The viewer rating average now hovers around a six.. and that I'd say is pretty much dead-on accurate.
Review of The Two Faces of January
