Consider me super relieved that Peter Dinklage redeemed himself from the awful Cyrano debacle. But it’s Rebecca Miller who I really have to thank, and since I’m in a familial thankful mood, also props to her father Arthur, who provided her with the creative genes to write and direct She Came to Me.
First, she knows how to choose a cast; everyone in this ensemble was perfect: the aforementioned Dinklage, my all time favorite Marisa Tomei, Anne Hathaway, Joanna Kulig (fabulous in Cold War a few years back), and Brian d’Arcy James in a very well acted, but unforgiving role. And I have to mention the ‘kids’ who were also fantastic: Harlow Jane and Evan Ellison give a nuanced portrayal of star crossed lovers that ride above the typical stereotype.
If you like opera, you’ll enjoy this even more, as Dinklage plays a composer and we get to see two aria snippets from his creations.
My only quibble was with Anne Hathaway’s character being a little over the top. But this is a minor complaint and does add a little flourish to the story.
Having received zero press, I was amazed and reassured that cinematic writing is still being made. It’s no cinematography marvel, but the story and acting were terrific.
She Came to Me (and said, now THIS is screenwriting)
