Kubrick’s 1975 epic traces the life of ambitious social climber, Irishman Redmond Barry, who through a set of extraordinary circumstances manages to impose himself as a member of the English nobility. Plot synopsis within a review always sounds contrived and after the briefest of introductions I’m going to move swiftly onto analysing the quality of this picture. (Besides, summarizing the 180 minute period piece would be unnecessary and complex). I attribute the underwhelming critical praise of this film to the fundamental flaws in its pacing, its lack of character emotion, and its lifeless performances. However, these I believe all work in favour of Kubrick’s vision of 18th century Europe. He is undeniably a visual director who with Barry Lyndon has conceived what I believe to be the most stunning work ever put to celluloid. Drawing influence from the era’s paintings, Kubrick crafted a beautiful film that only added to his virtuoso reputation. The lifeless performances somehow add to the films mesmerizing quality. It would be hard to imagine such circumstances occurring around a flamboyant Lyndon. The scene where his son dies proves also that Kubrick was right to cast American actor Ryan o’ Neal, the emotion pours off him in a very moving way. To avoid long-windedness, I urge you just see this movie, I promise you, its aching beauty will wipe you out. An unappreciated gem.