Reviews by James C. Clark
Jeremy Irons shows his chops in this slowly evolving film as he unravels mysteries, and loves, of the past after finding a copy of a rare book belonging to a suicidal young woman. When I say slowly evolving, I mean hang in there -- this movie is like a train itself, slow to get going, but once at speed you don't want to get off. It's a bit cerebral, so tuck the kids in before show time.
After 20 minutes, both my wife and I gave this an enthusiastic thumbs down. Being a follower of other James Clark reviews, I decided not to tough it out. Big stars, pitiful script -- not a formula for success.
This here movie started out well enough, but soon bogged down into an overlong search for a kidnapper that my wife spotted before it was half over. My advice is to make sure your fast forward button is in good shape before you begin. And now here is a bit of a spoiler: after 2 1/2 hours, you realize the title refers to the audiences who sat through this to the end.
This is the kind of movie that, once you commit yourself to seeing it through to the end, makes you realize your first reaction to eject it after about ten minutes was brilliantly perceptive.
The title of this review says it all.