One wonders sometimes about these movies that have really no beginning, no middle and no end. No three acts in other words. There were lots to admire in this, magnificent cast, some occasionally great dialogue, a distinguishing theme and wonderful moments. *****minor spoilers*****But somehow it never quite comes together and leaves you feeling a little ripped off having invested your hour and three quarters wanting the pay-off. The pay-off, unfortunately, is the most contrived scene in the movie and does not feel real at all. Little threads running throughout going nowhere, so what did happen to the play then and all the wonderful bus characters on Alfred's route? Why was Adele so accepting of her fate in England? It somehow does not qualify for the "slice of life" genre either. I gave it a 7 out of 10 for the cast and the good bits but I am still puzzled by it all, unsatisfied.
Review of A Man of No Importance
