Everything about this adaptation is intense - Fassbender, Cotillard, the Scottish landscapes, the sense of stripped-backness, the general foggy glowering atmosphere, dominated by hues of blue and black until the fire-blood red of the final scenes. For some reason that I couldn't quite put my finger on, my response to it was that it was serviceable - good even - but not out of the ordinary, despite not obviously doing anything wrong and indeed getting plenty right (most notably, an interpretive and artistic vision that's coherent both internally and with the source text, as well as reckoning well with the translation from stage to cinema) - maybe, the lack was in the delivery of Shakespeare's language (not glaringly deficient, but not outstanding either) and the way that language is relatively less prominent in this version than in many.
(w/ Andreas)
(w/ Andreas)
