Review of The Disappearance of Eleanor Rigby: Her (2014) by Amheretojudge — 12 Sep 2019

Comparatively, the chapter achieves a higher ideal and why not, it has got some of the best conversation between Chastain and Hurt.

The Disappearance Of Eleanor Rigby Ned Benson, the writer and director, sings a love song of two stanzas inComparatively, the chapter achieves a higher ideal and why not, it has got some of the best conversation between Chastain and Hurt.

The Disappearance Of Eleanor Rigby.

Ned Benson, the writer and director, sings a love song of two stanzas in this trilogy. A love story told from the perspective of both the partners, the film is properly balanced. Going through the script Benson's most of the time is spent upon just doing that. Balancing it. And as much effortful it would be, it is equally easy on the screen. And that is his biggest achievement and probably compliment too. The film looks easy. It flows smoothly. The supporting characters makes sense, the conversations necessary and the circumstances falls into place naturally. And maybe that's why the individual chapters speaks more to you. The complex nature of the other side is thrown right at your face which you aren't expecting, especially in a film like such, of a genre like such.

The film divided itself visually in two colours. These colors represent the nature of the characters that steers the film. For instance the blue shade that James McAvoy carries is the suppressed emotional background that never makes him decide anything. And if it does, it is not his favourite position to be at. He can't choose. Jessica Chastain is quite opposite on that note. Her sunny shaded colour signifies the active nature of hers on that relationship, where her good or bad deeds and self-appointed position of choosing things; deliberately or accidentally, lights the fire.

Her.

Jessica Chastain is getting a fair share. And I say this for, Benson didn't want to get the "her" side of the story wrong. You can see that clearly in the film. She is peeled properly and more sensitively. To be fair, her character has to cross two boundaries and while balancing both of these tracks parallel-y, you can feel Benson trying too hard. For that brief period, the film loses the grasp but it is a knee scratch in this war.