"Michael Clayton," for those who don't know, is a loose, digressive thriller notable for Tom Wilkinson's performance which is one of the best ever. He plays a bipolar laywer in the throes of mania and it's one of the few accurate, not to mention affecting, cinematic representations of mental illness I've ever seen. I won't give him all the credit, though. Tony Gilroy, writer and director of the film, penned all the character's decisions and dialogue before Wilkinson entered the picture. Gilroy exhibits in "Michael Clayton" an understanding of bipolar disorder far more profound than that of the makers of any "real" mental illness movie I can think of.
Until yesterday, all I'd seen from him otherwise were those "Bourne" movies he wrote. The first one was alright. The second two were awful. They made me wonder if "Michael Clayton" was a fluke. Now I'm thinking maybe not. I'm thinking they have been good had he directed them himself.
"Duplicity" is a knowing twist on the espionage genre that I'd recommend it for its cleverness, rapid pace and many twists and turns. There's nothing wrong with it outside of Julia Roberts who as usual made me want to punch her in the cunt. It's so weird to see Clive Owen treat her like a babe when in real life he would, again, punch her in the cunt.
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