There are those who worship the winsome Winslet, but even they might admit that here she is out of her depth (just as she was as the ghastly gum-chewing American trollop in Titanic that sealed her fame). By contrast, Schoenaerts is strangely apt, and Rickman makes good use of his ensemble cast. As often happens, anomalies are introduced to supposedly challenge today's flailing heterodoxy: the duke has a male lover but he and his wife have children they both love: however cute and PC the writers wish to seem, the core message remains the calming orthodoxy of species continuance. Interestingly, none of the professional reviews found so far even mention the meeting of the court women confessing their children's deaths: a bizarre mix of AA meeting and Tupperware party, but remarkably sincere in its own way, a satirical yet poignant contrast to the powdered wigs, frills and furbelows.
Review of A Little Chaos
