A Too Brief History of Everything
You might think while watching James Marsh’s The Theory of Everything that the people who made this movie have never been in a bar. There are several pub scenes, each lit in a filmy sort of blue probably meant to evoke the smoky drinking establishments of a previous era. Instead, it suggests the faux-night of a B movie. It’s indicative of much of the film: excellent actors, ever-so-English settings and something just not quite right. Continue reading