I’m refering to Daniel Craig fans. I also like Gwyneth Paltrow as a performer, and I’m not a big fan of poetry, but I was interested in who Sylvia Plath was. After “Casino Royale” came out, I wanted to see every Daniel Craig film out there I could get my hands on, and so far, only a few. I’ve discovered more fans of his on YouTube.com with their montages of videos and pictures with music, so if there are any other Daniel Craig fans out there, leave me a message.

This is one of those films that everyone says they don’t like “despite Paltrow’s amazing performance.” Well, I’ll be the contrary voice then that says her performance is the very worst thing about this lackluster movie. Everything about her character’s “depression” is evidenced not by felt emotion, but through outward signs: nail-biting, ridiculous rocking back and forth, stagey facial expressions – all a transparent mask for Paltrow’s stony boredom. She is a maudlin, insipid, immature caricature of Plath.

Granted, the screenplay and direction had much to do with this ruinous performance, as most of Plath’s writing comes across as a product not of persistent work and study, but as a side-effect of madness – a myth Hollywood has helped perpetuate about any number of “tortured artists.”

But film after film people talk about how Paltrow’s talent is “wasted” in this or that role…when all I can think is that there is a stable of better actresses who casting overlooked because they lacked the celebrity (and therefore box office draw) that she brings.

The title of this entry sums up my opinion of this film. While the acting was seamless, Gwyneth Paltrow especially stands out, the writing was tedious—to say nothing of the direction! The pacing made watching “Sylvia” feel interminable. As much as I admire Paltrow’s performance, I just can’t recommend this film.

painfully boring.

Ugh, seriously. First off, Gwyneth Paltrow can barely be called an actress. On her best day she’s only mediocre.

And just… I don’t know. Not that I can’t relate to depression, because I definitely can, but overall the story isn’t even interesting. I know it’s supposed to be based on Sylvia Plath’s actual life — and I tell you what — if it was really that boring, I don’t blame her for killing herself. All that winter can’t be good for the soul.

Maybe I’m not the best judge of the movie, considering how dreadfully dull I found The Bell Jar. Classic, schmassic. Suckfest ahoy.

Good only if you want a brief overview of Plath’s life complete with the demonisation of Ted Hughes. To get a full picture of how she lived, wrote and loved, you should read her diaries, her letters to her mother, Ted Hughes’ “The Birthday Letters” and her own book “Arial”.

Paltrow is… eh. Emotionless, expressionless, not much of an actress. You can tell that she really cared about the legend of Sylvia Plath though.

much better than expected. paltrow does a great job.