An appropriately small film for so intimate a topic as that of artist and subject. Hammer yet again finds himself cast as the straightman, this time to Rush's scenery chewing painter and again he projects nuanced depths in an thinly written part. What's best here is not the artist's compulsion to create but the compulsion of those around him to facilitate the creation. I only wish it had drilled a bit deeper.
Far too slow - The beginning of the film was far too slow and therefore excruciatingly painful to watch but fortunately the rhythm improved towards the end. Interesting to get an insight in the life of Giacometti and from the film he seemed rather peculiar.