
Yorgos Lanthimos’s newest is a lot of (very good) things. And it is, at its best, a trip. But like a lot of trips, it can also be pretty exhausting.

A likeable enough adaptation, but throughout, I couldn’t help but wonder how the novel’s legions of fans would take to it. Because there has been a major change to this none-too-subtle story of womanhood in the 1950’s, maybe because the filmmakers thought there weren’t “Lessons” enough in the much beloved book?

Bruce Springsteen’s “Addicted to Romance”, written to accompany the credits on Rebecca Miller’s film, is lithe and lovely. Too bad the movie itself is anything but.