Revolutionary Road

I know, I know. I’m supposed to like this kind of thing. I WANTED to like it. It’s Sam Mendes. It’s Kate and Leo. It’s got oodles of merit and pedigree. But it took too long to become honest, and the stilted, blue-blooded socialites, the people “Frank” and “April” believed they were supposed to be, started to drive me crazy after a while. Thankfully, mid-way through, a truly honest character barges onto the screen. Michael Shannon’s wise, electro-shocked malcontent swoops in like The Dark Knight and tears everybody a new one. I wish the whole movie was about THAT guy. It’s skillfully made, superbly acted, but it just didn’t do it for me. If I wanted to watch people argue for two and a half hours, I’d rent Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf.