"Shirley": Movie Review
Written By Alex Greenbaum
"Shirley" (based on the real-life horror writer Shirley Jackson) soaks in its own distasteful and contrived exploitation of Jacksons' personal life. From the clumsy acting to its horrendous script, this is a melodramatic feast of pure hatred.
Shirley Jackson (Elizabeth Moss) brings in a young couple, whose immature spirit sparks Jackson's curiosity.
Despite its best intentions, "Shirley" is a lackluster examination of feminism, mental health, and marriage. Over the top acting by Moss and many others breed a series of insignificance to an already thinly conceived screenplay by Sarah Gubbins. These two-dimensional caricatures represent the chaos the film entails, generating a consistent sense of unrealized dread.
Littered with persistent, subliminal messaging, there's a lack of creative ambition that colorizes each frame. Exceptional sound and music design aside, "Shirley" ultimately crashes and burns with an embarrassing thud.
Shirley Jackson (Elizabeth Moss) brings in a young couple, whose immature spirit sparks Jackson's curiosity.
Despite its best intentions, "Shirley" is a lackluster examination of feminism, mental health, and marriage. Over the top acting by Moss and many others breed a series of insignificance to an already thinly conceived screenplay by Sarah Gubbins. These two-dimensional caricatures represent the chaos the film entails, generating a consistent sense of unrealized dread.
Littered with persistent, subliminal messaging, there's a lack of creative ambition that colorizes each frame. Exceptional sound and music design aside, "Shirley" ultimately crashes and burns with an embarrassing thud.
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