Hmmm... As I watched this my mind kept slipping off to great movies about Venice I've seen over the years: Death in Venice with Dirk Bogarde wandering through the city, besotted with Tadzio; Don't Look Now, Roeg's finest film, that makes the city look really menacing; Eva with Jeanne Moreau as the femme fatale for a lost Stanley Baker; Senso, one of Visconti's best films with Farley Granger and Alida Valli working out their doomed love affair. Four films that I'd take with me to a desert island (which would not have canals, of course).
Then I had to return to this limp noodle of a story. Everett looks like he's been making Calvin Klein briefs commercials, Richardson sounds chirpy and fun and you can't figure out what she's doing with these people, Walken and Mirren don't look like they could be married to anybody anywhere. Some nice exterior shots, and the music is fine.
Then I had to return to this limp noodle of a story. Everett looks like he's been making Calvin Klein briefs commercials, Richardson sounds chirpy and fun and you can't figure out what she's doing with these people, Walken and Mirren don't look like they could be married to anybody anywhere. Some nice exterior shots, and the music is fine.