smart and sometimes toughtful piece about education, society, nostalgia and '80 britain
Watchıng this İ could tell ıt would make a great play, as ıt originally was. The dıalogue ıs dramatıc and poetıc, but it doesn,t relate so well to screen. The TV-like productıon and the varied acting abilities of some of the actors leaves a lot to be desıred.
Thought nicely of it the first time around, but now having read the play and seen the film tens of times, I find every second is perfectly executed, especially in regard to the acting. It's riveting -- especially as a student -- and literally every action and word in the film serves a purpose.
All talk and nothing ever really happened. Boring, and put me to sleep instantly.
A drably realised adaptation, which never quite escapes its theatrical origins and is too preoccupied by familiar Bennett themes e.g. milky left-wing sympathies, a wistful nostalgia for a paternalist education system and its freeing possibilities plus arch gay reference points. Surprisingly short on his usually deft observational touches and filmed in so static a manner it fails to lift the sole, never mind free it.