Shakespeare in Love

Reviewed by: CalGal

January 9, 1999

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The sixteenth century has been rescued from its "Elizabeth" embarrassment; the era can stand proud once more. The moral of our story: if you're going to make a historically inaccurate, costume-centric movie where everyone has an English accent, make damn sure it has a sense of humor.

Shakespeare, it turns out, needed a shrink, a serpent bracelet, and sex with his Romeo in order to evolve his writing from ordinary farces to some of the great glories of literature.

But even that might not have been enough for his work to survive. Producing art was, predictably enough, fraught with the same difficulties then as now--there were the interferences from the "money", the egos of actors, and damn good competition, and damned if there weren't producers demanding that every play have a pirate and a dog. I have no idea whether it's true or not, but I want to think that Shakespeare was hounded by cab-drivers who wanted to show him a play. Let it be so.

The movie has almost everything--love, passion, a jealous suitor, a queen, swordfights, murder, adultery, sex, and suspense. Dogs. But no pirates. Any more details about the plot might spoil it, so I'll leave it at that.

The movie does a wonderful job of filling the background with details that rarely grab Shakespeare at a conscious level, but clearly seep into his unconscious and flow back out in his work. At the same time, no knowledge of Shakespeare, his times or his art, is required. The story holds up on its own.

Ben Affleck proves that he doesn't have to play the big galoot. Geoffrey Rush shivers in his shoes at every turn, the craven producer who owes money everywhere, yet is impossibly presumptuous when it matters most. Tom Wilkinson as a Mafiaoso turned wannabe actor is perfect--another actor who has put together a very nice run of movies lately. Judi Dench is Elizabeth and even with 40 years on Cate Blanchett she's my pick for the Actress Who Should Have Played Elizabeth in the Dreck Film of the Same Name. Imelda Staunton and Simon Callow turn in small gems.

Gwyneth Paltrow has lived up to her promise and, as I believe has been said, plays Romeo *and* Juliet quite well. I may just forgive Joseph Fiennes for Elizabeth, now that I've seen his Shakespeare--but his eyes are still too close together.

Sure to be used in high school English classes of the future, but I certainly hope it is never mistaken for an "important" film. It's far too much fun.