Saturday, March 10, 2018
Movie Review...Darkest Hour
If you have not paid $2 at Red Box to rent Darkest Hour, go do it now. Here's why: Miss Layton (Prime Minister Churchill's typist) creates a 10,000 volt electrified emotion you need to experience in this story, a documentary revelation tangential to World War 2; an inner feeling you've encountered genuine compassion. It's about guessing and knowing.
There are no battlefield scenes, there are no tank assaults, no artillery bombardments. There is only one war strategy, and Winston Churchill pondered, developed, and delivered his strategy for victory by meditating, listening, and injecting his own historical recollections of war's reality. Churchill proved something to his wife, George VI, Parliament, FDR, Miss Layton, and the little girl on underground subway train. It was about giving up. It was about what happens when you give up to a murderer who has no conception of the most powerful, ultimate force in the universe, but he's sure it's him.
Darkest Hour enumerates uncountable examples of Churchill's brilliance, rhetoric and commandments that all seemed to come into his mind inexplicably. Even Winston himself didn't know their origin. That's your challenge...where did his inner inspirations come from? I'm sure those inspirations came from a source too complex for humans to conceive. Yet, the screenwriter told the secret of saving Western civilization from the Huns without disclosing the corner stone of Churchill's monument to victory.
I'm going with Miss Layton and the little girl on the underground subway, whose hands God held gently and firmly.
Gary Oldman's acting ability is of the highest caliber. Anthony McCarten (writer) gets the gold scepter of the storyteller's art. This is a great film production.