It’s hard to even describe this will-o’-the-wisp film, and audiences are likely to feel alternately intrigued and frustrated as they struggle to puzzle it out. A bankable name cast -- Daniel Bruhl, Kate Beckinsale and Cara Delevingne -- should help find viewers to a certain extent, but this is self-reflexive cinema and high art country, where only the intrepid dare. More festival exposure is sure to follow its bow in Toronto, in any case.
The film is dedicated "to the memory of Meredith Kercher, 1985-2007", and this is the only direct reference to the real people in the case. Instead of making the kind of juicy, true crime re-enactment that would have been a surefire draw, he opts in true Winterbottom fashion to search for a deeper meaning and for something closer to truth. So he foregoes all but a cursory account of Meredith’s murder and her suspected killers, preferring to describe the aftermath of the murder, the media frenzy, and the girl whose young life was truncated. Everything is seen through the eyes of a sensitive filmmaker obsessed with Dante, who has been commissioned to make the commercial film that Winterbottom won’t make.
THR review of the movie
I'm surprised we don't have a Kate Beckinsale tag