Loosing someone is one of the hardest things to go through. It is especially hard if it is a partner because you and that person only know your connection. It is a singular connection (unless children are involved) and when that is broken, you are in for a whole heap of pain. For George (Colin Firth), when his partner of 16 years dies, he is left along with his grief. His family is overseas, and his one friend Charlie (a wonderfully sloshed Julianne Moore) has held a torch for him ever since they went out as teenagers in London.
They are much older now and in L.A.. Without his beloved Jim, George is truly alone with his grief, and it is overwhelming him. Small objects and smell spark memories that only fuel his agony. He is at the point of suicide and we spend a day with him as he makes his preparations.
Tom Ford directs with such sensitivity and style that you wonder just how personal this adaptation of Christopher Isherwoods' novel is to him.
The slow flashes of saturation as George interacts with people and begins are a wonderful visual touch to represent him feeling slightly alive again, before memory plunges him back into his grey despair.
The entire cast is wonderful. Julianne Moore is fun as Charlie, even if her accent is regionally all over the place. Nicolas Hoult and Matthew Goode are effective and beautiful to look at while Jon Kortajarena is drop dead stunning.
However the film belongs to Colin Firth in what is a perfect study of repressed grief, and the guilt of lust. He is note perfect, in one of the most beautiful films of the year.
Grade - A-
Loosing someone is one of the hardest things to go through. It is especially hard if it is a partner because you and that person only know your connection. It is a singular connection (unless children are involved) and when that is broken, you are in for a whole heap of pain.
For George (Colin Firth), when his partner of 16 years dies, he is left along with his grief. His family is overseas, and his one friend Charlie (a wonderfully sloshed Julianne Moore) has held a torch for him ever since they went out as teenagers in London.
They are much older now and in L.A.. Without his beloved Jim, George is truly alone with his grief, and it is overwhelming him. Small objects and smell spark memories that only fuel his agony. He is at the point of suicide and we spend a day with him as he makes his preparations.
Tom Ford directs with such sensitivity and style that you wonder just how personal this adaptation of Christopher Isherwoods' novel is to him.
The slow flashes of saturation as George interacts with people and begins are a wonderful visual touch to represent him feeling slightly alive again, before memory plunges him back into his grey despair.
The entire cast is wonderful. Julianne Moore is fun as Charlie, even if her accent is regionally all over the place. Nicolas Hoult and Matthew Goode are effective and beautiful to look at while Jon Kortajarena is drop dead stunning.
However the film belongs to Colin Firth in what is a perfect study of repressed grief, and the guilt of lust. He is note perfect, in one of the most beautiful films of the year.
Grade - A-
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