Review of Howards End (1992) by Jaykumar B — 20 May 2012

Merchant-Ivory producations always have a certain flair I like - these amazing sets and costumes, the brilliant acting by top-notch British casts and the decelerated pace and make.

However, Howards End is yet another film dealing with silly little problems of British bourgeoisie and I'm really tired of seeing it. Please, please stop showing me the hypocrisy of this society (and boy they were hypocritical especially at the time Ivory's films play...).

I can't stand seeing people making stupid decisions because they're following an ethics code that's beyond my imagination instead of their right minds. It's the same like these Japanese guys killing themselves all the time because they bumped into each other by accident (ok, I'm exaggerating a bit...).

Add Anthony Hopkins in one of his least likable roles (he plays still pretty good, couldn't stand his character anyways) and there you have a utter waste of talent.

Luckily, at least these amazing sets and costumes and the incredibly charming Emma Thompson save Howards End from total failure.

For fans of Brits-taking-themselves-apart-because-they-follow-stupid-morals-films as seen in various Austen, Bronte and Forster adaptation. Grab it and never let it go - that's your movie. Mine, not so much.