
A masterpiece and one of the greatest of all literary adaptations as
well as one of the most beautiful of all period pictures. Laura Jones
did the screenplay from Henry James' novel but "The Portrait of a Lady"
belongs, really, to its director Jane Campion and her extraordinary
cast. Its themes are manifold; Americans abroad, the cruelty or just the
impossibility of love, greed, misogyny and it's the most explicit
visualisation of James on screen. 'Washington Square's here bu
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so, too, is Laclos' 'Les Liaisons dangereuses' as young heiress Isabel
Archer, (Nicole Kidman), is put into harm's way in the form of
unscrupulous and manipulative artist Gilbert Osmond, (John Malkovich),
by the machinations of the scheming Madame Merle, (Barbara Hershey).
All three players are quite magnificent particularly Kidman and
Hershey. Campion has always been one of the greatest directors of women
and here is no exception and they are surrounded by a superb supporting
cast that includes Martin Donovan, Mary-Louise Parker, Richard E. Grant,
Shelley Winters, Shelley Duvall, Viggo Mortensen, Christian Bale and
John Gielgud, all chosen not for their ability to bring star quality to
their roles but for their ability to inhabit them while, naturally, it
is a gorgeous looking picture although again, never conventionally
pretty for its own sake.
It's certainly not an 'easy' film, of
course; the pace is slow, the dialogue heavily Jamesian and it runs for
two and a half hours but it holds you in a vice-like grip. It wasn't 'a
hit'; audiences didn't embrace it in the way they embraced, say, "The
Piano" or Scorsese's "The Age of Innocence" which it does resemble but
this is a much darker film, much more cruel. There are no really
sympathetic characters and that includes the foolish and fool-hearty
Isabel. In the end, it's not a film you might like but it is, as I've
said, a masterpiece.