No time to say a lot, not much worth saying.
Really lightweight, annoying little trifle.
Mainly for tittering old ladies feeling a little naughty. A breast! they're going to show a breast! Oh my!
Junior high school humor for senior citizens. Quite the unfortunate combo.
And completely confused in tone. First half did not belong with second half.
What the hell hell happened to Stephen Frears? The Grifters and Sammy & Rosie Get Laid (nothing like it sounds) are two of my all-time faves. Been quite awhile. High Fidelity had moments, but felt pretty light. Dirty Pretty Things so tedious it was barely watchable.
I saw Mrs. Henderson at a sneak last week, and Stephen actually appeared after to answer questions, but I couldn't even bear to stay for much of it. (Plus most of the questions he had answered the same way on Charlie Rose a few nights earlier.) It was mainly too depressing, though, to watch such a great director talk about this silly little confection that wasn't even sweet.
And yes, Judi Dench was her ususal wonderful self, but perhaps a bit too usual. But how can you tell, really, when you're not really interested in anything coming out of her mouth after the first 20 minutes.