Review of Youth (2015) by Anthony Lane for New Yorker — 30 Nov 2015
The movie is gorgeous, as you would expect from Sorrentino, but beauty this great can lead to suffocation. The plot goes round and round and nowhere, and the highlight is a couple of blistering monologues — one from Weisz, delivered while she is cloaked in mud, and another from Jane Fonda, as an aging screen goddess, encased in her own crust of powder and Botox.
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This review of Youth (2015) was written by Anthony Lane and published by New Yorker on 30 Nov 2015.
Youth has generally received positive reviews.
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