The debut feature of designer Tom Ford is set in L.A. c.1962. Professor George Falconer, is struggling through a life without his recently deceased long time partner. The series of events and encounters on a single day will ultimately lead him to decide if there is a future for him in this world.
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This movie is closer to perfection than anything I've seen in recent years.
It's so visually appealing (the saturated colors in things/situations that George considerers beautiful in the bluntness of his daily routine; the sets; the clothes...); with two amazing performances by Firth and Moore plus a great supporting cast; a masterful score; a strong message; and a perfect ending.
Would have rated it 6, if I could.
A Single Man is so stylistically magnificent that at points its unbearable. Tom Ford's use of color to express mood was superb and the acting was incredible. My only gripe was the last 20 minutes that were just oddly-vibed and the ending I wasn't incredibly fond of. A very well-made movie...
With a style maven at the helm, it's not surprising that every frame, every costume, every set detail is gorgeous enough for a spread in GQ or Vogue. While it's not a bad film at all -- substance does trump style, surprisingly -- its strength is entirely dependent on the power of Firth's performance and Isherwood's novel. The melodrama is a touch overwrought and the swelling, unremitting score doesn't help.
great cinematography, art direction, inventive narrative use of color grading, and performances from Firth and Moore, but even with all those elements. the weak screenplay makes the film feel somewhat superficial and melodramatic making some key sequences although beautiful, look & feel like an extended fashion commercial. strong debut from ex Gucci designer Tom Ford. Lets see what he does with a better screenplay.
There was a lot wrong with A Single Man. It is basically an overstyled, Vogue version of The Fire Within (dir. by Louis Malle). Fashion attempting to critique itself/its "values" (those of rampant capitalism), and failing so completely it is laughable. There are no humans in this film, though Colin Firth makes a valiant effort to work with the horrible script. Suicide served on a sliver platter.