Rachel Weisz is the only one for whom I should take my hat off compared with the catastrophic performance of Mol, Weller and Rudd; they have totally spoiled everything with their stiff overacting. I like movies about art, and this one exhibits the darker, subjective and immoral side of art and pretty much justifies it. It also shows how much we, human beings, are obsessed with the outer shape of things and not their essence: beauty, money, recognition... etc. and the more we work on the outside, the more corrupted the inside gets. The movie is a typical case of the artistic embodiment of the human follies, which quite reminds me of The Picture of Dorian Gray. Movies which are intellectually and artistically provocative are not to be missed, and this is certainly one of them.
Review of The Shape of Things
