Two performances guide an above average film.

Rating: Null/10 (1 August 2010)

If anyone can look me in the eye and say Philip Seymour Hoffman doesn't deserve the trophy on his mantle is delusional. He injects Truman Capote into his body and you never for one second believe you're looking at anyone but Truman Capote.
Capote is okay film. It's neither bad nor good, but thanks to the incredible performance form Hoffman and the surprising performance from Clifton Collins Jr., it's worth a view. The storytelling is all right for most of the time, but becomes a drag in some parts leaving the audience picking at the nails or staring into space. There are some well-put together scenes between Capote and Smith.
If someone told me that Clifton Collins Jr. would steal one of the most crucial scenes in the film away from Hoffman, I would've said you're crazy. Well, to my surprise he does and it's so powerful and it's the one time during the film when you're 100% mesmerized.
The rest of the cast disappoints, including Oscar nominee Catherine Keener. I understand subtlety, but I also understand staring into the camera like you're bored out your mind. She did absolutely nothing for me here.
Overall, it's worth a view for Hoffman and Collins, but it seems distant from the viewer for most of the duration of the film; 7.