Review of The Human Stain (2003) by Anthony Lane for The New Yorker — 20 Jan 2005
Roth's deep-dish introspection would be difficult for any movie to achieve, but with the right cast and more passion, we might have been pulled right into Coleman's psychic prison. The Human Stain isn't a movie of ideas, and it's too inert to be a probing character study.
No stain is left behind, just a wan watermark.
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This review of The Human Stain (2003) was written by Anthony Lane and published by The New Yorker on 20 Jan 2005.
The Human Stain has generally received positive reviews.
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