Review of Venus (2006) by Alan L — 14 Jun 2008
It was in Petesen's man-skin-fest "Troy" that we first encountered, skeletal, white, blue eyes ghost-like Peter O'Toole as Priam, naked in faux Shakesperean gradeur taking us back to Olivier slumming in clash of the titans.
Well he's even older now, put some fat on his bones, and his face has crumpled and grown jowls. The Horror. The fall of ozymandias, the cost of time, and all that. But this is a tale of hope. The dream must continue.
Lawrence of Arabia must will train another pussycat, heck let's make her old enough to be his "grand neice". For awhile this is almost as dialogue light as "The Housekeeper", as empty in its instruction (how does a man of a certain age work this sort of game), and existentialist pessimistic in its punishment.
But then the two start to speaking. And O'Toole is as bright as he ever was. And this provincial cockney girl (how could a country so small and northern have so many people best described as "hicks") doesn't so much as hold her own but at least responds and to him and reflects his energy.
Once again the lesson we best take home: Don't got game? Be Peter O'Toole.
This review of Venus (2006) was written by Alan L on 14 Jun 2008.
Venus has generally received positive reviews.
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