What’s it about?
Reynolds Woodcock (Daniel Day-Lewis) is a renowned fashion designer to the elite in 1950s London. A confirmed bachelor, his cold personality and obsession with work makes it difficult for him to form a substantial relationship with anyone besides his sister Cyril (Lesley Manville). On a countryside trip, Reynolds takes an interest in waitress Alma (Vicky Krieps), whom he brings back to London as his assistant and lover; a romance which turns complicated, tense and deadly.
What did we think?
James Tinniswood says: Daniel Day-Lewis? Daniel Dresses-Ladies! (What? Never mind.)
Firmly in the grand “There Will Be Blood”/”The Master” style of Paul Thomas Anderson movies – not the needle-dropping “Boogie Nights”/”Magnolia” style – this is one of his good ones. DDL is, naturally, fantastic: there’s a shot where he’s just putting on pants and it’s utterly compelling. Woodcock isn’t prone to snap rants about drinking milkshakes, but DDL again brings such a soft-spoken intensity that you think he just might. The kitchen scene near the end is Tarantino-like in its suspense-building.
The movie looks and sounds great; a score that’s alternatingly beautiful and tense, gorgeous costumes and cinematography.
An unconventional “romance” question mark?