The self-aggrandizing that comes to us from professional virtue signalers (like the directors and producers of this film) is abetted by fawning members of the press - who should be able to discern tripe and poor moviemaking when they see it.
For the record, the film Maurice - based on the E. M. Forster novel - was one of the first, if not the first) gay romance film. Novel and film did a far more creditable and literate job of capturing the humanity of the characters, their strengths and their weaknesses, and their chosen paths based on decisions made.
This film is indulgent fluff, with unlikable characters, a dreadful script, and zero literacy, charisma, or chemistry on display. Perhaps explaining how Forster's generation won wars and built greatness, while the current crop seems bent on destruction and impulse.
What a raucous mess.
For the record, the film Maurice - based on the E. M. Forster novel - was one of the first, if not the first) gay romance film. Novel and film did a far more creditable and literate job of capturing the humanity of the characters, their strengths and their weaknesses, and their chosen paths based on decisions made.
This film is indulgent fluff, with unlikable characters, a dreadful script, and zero literacy, charisma, or chemistry on display. Perhaps explaining how Forster's generation won wars and built greatness, while the current crop seems bent on destruction and impulse.
What a raucous mess.