Grace of Monaco - Oh dear me! What were they thinking? Graceless!!!! This film vies for the position of the lowest on a scale of low! Nicole Kidman, one has to admit, has in her time, been involved in some very good films, and, as far as I know, shes worth a penny or two……sooooo…what could have possibly possessed her to make this sub cellar of a dismal disaster, is beyond human comprehension? She must have realised this script was a total turkey trussed up for Thanksgiving and then burnt in a neglected oven! I mean, I know how scripts can change on a film, sometimes baring no resemblance to the original idea, and I know that directors do have their own individual styles of interpretation, but normally, theres some type of artistic merit involved in the reasoning…I can only take it there may have been a chimpanzee involved in making this film, and Im sorry for being unfair to chimpanzees…they may well have preferred to make Battle For Monaco of The Apes…but they were lumbered with this brain shatterer! In this world of sublime epic visual effects, Im not sure if being treated to Hitchcock style backdrop screens as an un-clever homage to the hammered relationship between that great director and one of his favourite stars, Grace Kelly, did anything but show audiences that cinema effects had a long way to go, and isnt it great that we can now blend the real and unreal together so seamlessly….which, this wasnt doing?!! Retro only works, if it generates the feeling of nostalgia, in a new way, but this epic car crash is like a faulty student exercise, (though most students I know and other film makers, have to make do with no finances, unlike the millions that mustve been spent on getting together this array of professional actors who can only have considered they were playing in a farce!) Its an overacted mistake, and I can only think, as Tim Roth smokes his way through the film as Prince Rainier, that realisation mustve been dawning on this great actor, that he must never again agree to signing a piece of paper, put under his nose by some shady trench coated Eurovision follower, after a stag night in Brighton when he obviously was a little hung over and had blurred vision! So bring back the days of Dead Calm and Rob Roy and please, dont ever do it for the money again!!! Well, at least the rest of the years films cant be this bad!!!
Posted on: Tue, 03 Jun 2014 08:52:39 +0000