Frank Langella is giving an Oscar-worthy performance in Ron Howard's slow film adaptation of Peter Morgan's FROST/NIXON. This two-hour talky is only alive in the first and last twenty minutes; the middle 80 is only intermittently entertaining and, well, boring.
There was an immediacy that was present in the stage production, directed by Michael Grandage. On screen, it's just too damn slow. Ron Howard's fault. The actors are all very strong, especially Kevin Bacon and Rebecca Hall.
Of course, one cannot speak higher of Frank Langella, probably one of the best, most underrated actors of the generation. He's evenly matched by Michael Sheen as Frost, but, just as on stage, Langella overshadows everything.
A great movie it's not; a popcorn flick with the greatest screen performance in recent memory, it is.
doesn't "popcorn flick" connotate more light-hearted fare?
I actually liked the middle section with the Frost's arrogance and Nixon's manipulation. Obviously, it kicks into high gear from the point of that phone call onward, but it was a much better adaptation to film then most I've seen (still looking forward to seeing Doubt).
If the audience could do better, they'd be up here on stage and I'd be out there watching them. - Ethel Merman
"Obviously, it kicks into high gear from the point of that phone call onward"
The phone call is a device used to jump start a story that is dying. There is no evidence that the phone call the movie portrays was made.
If anyone ever tells you that you put too much Parmesan cheese on your pasta, stop talking to them. You don't need that kind of negativity in your life.