Invictus is quite simply the best sports film since Breaking Away and a feel-good marvel.
Morgan Freeman’s regal bearing and nuanced political approach are startlingly realistic and Matt Damon, who comfortably inhabits the skin of every character he plays, is a perfect foil/accomplice.
Bill Keller, now Executive Editor of the NYT, wrote in “An Actor Nails the Cadence and the Charm” that Mr. Freeman does not “do” accents - perhaps, but the speech and accent coaches for both Messrs. Freeman and Damon deserve Oscars; Freeman’s halting speaking style and Damon’s Afrikaner-tinged English are spot-on.
Go? Not if you’re one of my two right-wing fascist-leaning Republican friends because it will remind you too much of a sensible, thoughtful black man elected President in the distastrous times created by his predecessor.
I went to the movie version of The Road with enormous reservations/questions: how could anyone top Cormac McCarthy’s prose tale and how on earth (literally) could such a bleak landscape be found.
This was and will be, I suspect, “the” serious film of 2009. For a movie in which nothing happens, a lot actually does.
The performances are impressive and the landscape deserves almost equal billing.
Go? A must.