Because John Hannah and Rupes were in this, I figured I'd give it a go, even though it isn't to my usual taste. Oh dear, five minutes in, and I knew it was going to be baaaad. To begin my list of gripes, I'll write of the acting. To say it was bad isn't doing it justice. It was ATROCIOUS. Wooden, and devoid of expression, (both voice and facial expression were lacking), it was on to a terrible start. It was a bit like it had been dubbed, (and I really do think some of the actors' voices were changed) even though they were clearly speaking English. Of course, and actor is only as good as their script, and this too was woefully inadequate. Clunky, clichéd lines, and characters' picked straight out of a Victorian melodrama. All Rupert Everet needed was a mustache to twirl! And every soapy device in the book was used. Sister steals boyfriend, TICK, a father who abandoned his child nearly dies, cue emotional reunion, where the true meaning of family is discovered...and more, oh much more. Then there were the ballet segments. First, whomever wrote/directed this, clearly has no idea of how a ballet company is run. So didn't bother doing the research and guessed: wrongly. Even the Romeo and Juliet music was the wrong version. Prokofiev is the ballet version. Tchaikovsky's is more a symphony. It isn't a full length ballet. Finally, the child in it. He must be related to someone, because a worse child actor I haven't seen. It was like he read from cue cards, though at least he had the excuse of BEING a child and therefore inexperienced. How this ever got made is beyond me. Why I continued to watch is a bigger mystery. For goodness sake, there are so many talented writers, directors and actors out there. Use them, for all our sakes
Review of The Other Wife
