Kenneth Branagh and Helena Bonham Carter are this type of movie that is strikingly attractive endowed with such a good amount of wit, skill and beauty it’s very nearly amusing to see them playing a set of scruffy outcasts in love in “The Theory of Flight.”
Amusing, although not always offputting. The film for which Carter plays a female with Lou Gehrig’s infection and Branagh plays her dysfunctional attendant might seem such as for instance a sympathy getting actors’ stunt. But it is a truly work of love for the co movie movie stars: a low budget, chancy task they clearly desired to do for sufficient reason for one another.
Which makes it an interesting “couple” film, within the real method in which specific Spencer Tracy Katharine Hepburn or Paul Newman Joanne Woodward movies are. (as well as like some old Branagh Emma Thompson movies.) The star chemistry and interplay lift the movie greater than it probably deserves. The movie movie stars, together, allow it to be worth viewing.
A shaggy and eccentric painter with a mildly psychopathic streak and an obsession with old airplanes in this oddball romance, Branagh is Richard. Continue reading “Since the movie movie movie stars hit sparks, “Theory” lumbers under its over obvious journey metaphor.”