The Reader

The Reader flops around for it’s two hour running time like a chicken with its head cut off.  Or like a fire hose on full blast without anyone to control where the flow of water should go.  Or like Elle Driver in Kill Bill, in that trailer bathroom after Beatrix Kiddo plucked her other eye out.  I haven’t read the book (written by Bernhard Schlink), so I can’t comment on quality of the adaptation by David Hare.  But I can say... Read More