(Give me some credit. You don't have to constantly work the phrase Movie Blog into movie titles.)
If this review of The Libertine is spot-on, then I have to say I'm disappointed. I so heart Johnny Depp and I know he turned in a good performance, but I hate it when movies aren't equal to the sum of their parts.
The Libertine, which stars Johnny Depp as the 17th century's Earl of Rochester, is dedicated to such free spirits as Marlon Brando and Hunter S. Thompson.
With those credentials, what could go wrong? Quite a bit, actually. With first-time director Laurence Dunmore at the helm, the film never attains a true cinematic flow. A similar flaw marks the work of screenwriter Stephen Jeffreys, who adapts his own play, first presented in 1994. The plot's sexual and political shenanigans always reveal their stage origins. The screenplay strives for dry wit in detailing the ribald happenings, and the attempts at drollness are far from effortless.
I was going to wait for the DVD, but it looks like that decision was made for me here.
Up next on the chopping block: Reviews for Slither, Pathogen and Silent Hill.