Doctor Strange
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You're both right! I saw both of those films in theaters when I was 10, and many times since.
I watched two recent biopics about authors, with both films named for their first names(!), and both stories largely fictitious...
Emily, about Emily Bronte and how this "oddball loner" wrote something as "true" as Wuthering Heights. A very different take on the Brontes than I've seen before (e.g., the BBC's excellent To Walk Invisible). Charlotte and Emily are always at odds, with Anne in the middle trying to mediate. Brother Branwell - while still a self-destructive wastrel - is Emily's confidant, they do stuff like trip out on opium together. Emily has a torrid secret affair with a local curate and learns about love... Eh, it's well done, but feels pretty bogus.
Shirley, about Shirley Jackson - another oddball loner - with Elisabeth Moss as Shirley and Michael Stuhlbarg (with the swarm turned up to 11) as her Bennington lit-professor husband. It plays as a gloss on Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf, as they take in - and then manipulate - a grad-student couple who've come to teach at Bennington. A strange film, it has its moments, and I love both these actors... but again, it seems unlikely to reflect much about the real Jackson.
Both are only recommended to other lapsed English majors...
I watched two recent biopics about authors, with both films named for their first names(!), and both stories largely fictitious...
Emily, about Emily Bronte and how this "oddball loner" wrote something as "true" as Wuthering Heights. A very different take on the Brontes than I've seen before (e.g., the BBC's excellent To Walk Invisible). Charlotte and Emily are always at odds, with Anne in the middle trying to mediate. Brother Branwell - while still a self-destructive wastrel - is Emily's confidant, they do stuff like trip out on opium together. Emily has a torrid secret affair with a local curate and learns about love... Eh, it's well done, but feels pretty bogus.
Shirley, about Shirley Jackson - another oddball loner - with Elisabeth Moss as Shirley and Michael Stuhlbarg (with the swarm turned up to 11) as her Bennington lit-professor husband. It plays as a gloss on Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf, as they take in - and then manipulate - a grad-student couple who've come to teach at Bennington. A strange film, it has its moments, and I love both these actors... but again, it seems unlikely to reflect much about the real Jackson.
Both are only recommended to other lapsed English majors...