The film is a leaden adaptation of Sarah Waters’s quiet yet distressing novel about an aristocratic family’s downfall.
One doesn’t doubt the filmmakers’ empathy for Lili even as one questions its sentimentality.
Wild Target is occasion for regret mostly because the poised, droll Bill Nighy is all dressed up with no place to go.
The thumbprint of Alan Ayckbourn seems firmly impressed into the pages of playwright Lucinda Coxon’s Happy Now?