A Self Harming Catalogue Of Misery

Rating: 2/10 (21 December 2010)

So many good reviews...... Not here I'm afraid. OK, this movie is a mess. Trouble is you'll have to watch it because until you do you just won't take it as gospel from the minority. I made that terrible mistake.
I was looking forward to Natalie amongst others but of course with some level of reservation simply because most critic wannabes will always shout "MASTERPIECE" if they are unsure about anything that looks or feels unfamiliar to them. Awful habit and The same goes here.
The first thing I noticed prior to watching this movie was the attention it was getting on lots of different review sites. Of course it grabbed my attention with 9 out of 10, 10 out of 10 all over the place. Having read some of the reviews am I really in the minority that thinks / knows this film is not only a tragedy for Portman but an obligatory self harming frenzy for the audience.
Self indulgence from the director flows' the camera moves no more than a yard from Portman throughout the movie, constantly circling her and leaving everything else out. They may as well have not bothered with a set at all. Hang on...Was there a set?. It can only be likened to watching Night of the Proms from a fairground twister. If that isn't enough to make you feel sick then the failed attempts at making Portman look anything other than an angry teenager will. As far as I'm concerned the people that enjoy this film clearly don't get out. I managed to get to the end of the movie with one thing clearly stamped in my mind' "What utter twaddle".