Nicole Kidman won an Academy Award for this, but I think Julianne Moore and Meryl Streep both did a far better job. Which is not to say that Nicole Kidman was horrible, but if you’re in a movie wither either of them, it’s a safe bet that you’ll be outclassed. And both? Yes, you’re pretty much guaranteed to not be the best. Or second best.
Anyway. This is a depressing as all hell movie but at the same time a really, really good one. It’s set in three different time periods—the ’20s (with Nicole Kidman as Virginia Woolf), the ’50s (with Julianne Moore as Laura Brown) and the early 2000’s (with Meryl Streep as Clarissa Vaughan). Mrs. Dalloway is a recurring theme through the movie—Virginia Woolf is writing it, Laura Brown is reading it and Clarissa Vaughan is inadvertantly living it. I read Mrs. Dalloway right after seeing the movie for the first time (right after it came out on DVD) but I don’t remember anything about it.
I think it was Thoreau (or Emerson; I always get them mixed up) who said that we live lives of quiet desperation. That is definitely true in this movie. Everyone is miserable and suicide is a recurring theme. (It’s no spoiler to say that Virginia Woolf kills herself, and we see it in the beginning of the movie; I won’t go further into Laura and Clarissa’s lives because that WOULD be a spoiler.)
This is such an amazing movie and I need to start watching it more often than once a decade.