I still don’t know, and I’m still too stunned to write a decent film review. (And anyway, Roger Ebert‘s already written everything that I want to say, and more.) Written for the screen and directed by the same person (John Patrick Shanley) who wrote the Pulitzer and Tony Award-winning play, and given life by the best actors (Streep! Hoffman!) – really, what can go wrong. I love the wind and the drab setting, the tension, the claustrophobia, the crackling lights and that ringing phone – I love it. I want a DVD copy of this film. I want to watch the play.
“I have no sympathy for you. I know you are invulnerable to true regret.”