I saw Little Children. Did not like it at all. That's 2 hours of affluent, suburban dullards with sexual dysfunctions. Such a manufactured movie. It just seems a rehash of every dysfuntional suburban WASP film since American Beauty with nothing original or heartfelt in it.

Performances were flawless as expected but that usually is expected in a cast like this. Felt like a sombre Desperate Housewives episode that took itself too seriously. Definitely one made for awards, nothing you can thrust your hands into and grab some ounce of genuine feeling from it. Characters were limited and quirky in that very filmic way disguised as novel people with intensely different strains of lives, including a voiceover that reveals too much too often. Basically it wants to leave you wondering who the little children actually are while showing us that the kids in movies are born precocious. I really disliked it, for its insistently long runtime (almost like if they let us out early, we might catch an actual award worthy film superior to this), its artifice and its insistence of making its inherently smart characters stupid in the face of life's mundane decisisons in order to make some big yuck about hypocrisy. These suburban household prestige films are really starting to grate.

But for the record, I liked Field's debut, In the Bedroom. What a step backwards into functionalised mediocrity.

About After the Wedding, not yet. Waiting for the film fest in Singapore to catch that one.