Long and not entirely satisfactory biopic about Leonard Bernstein. It doesn't mention any of his political engagement or activism, but that's not my main gripe. It was quite boring (had a little doze) despite really good actors. It was boring in a rather special way, in that it didn't feel as if the dialogue mattered at all. It was often quite hard to hear, and the narrative was mainly carried by facial expressions. It didn't really feel like there was a story or a script. Stuff just happened, as if what we saw on screen were the linking shots between the real (somehow excised) scenes that were supposed to make up the film.
I'm sure that this was deliberate - this is a work of one man's passion, with lots of other big names (Scorsese, Spielberg) behind it, so it can't have been omission. So I just don't get it.
Watched at the cinema - Crouch End Art house - and beautiful to look at on a big screen, and yet that still wasn't enough.
BTW the 'Jewface' thing didn't bother me at all, the nose prosthetic was really good, though Cooper's whiny voice was annoying.
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