I saw The Deep Blue Sea on a lot of critics “best of” lists for 2012, and was pleased to find it recently added on Netflix. I watched it one night last week in bed, while Caleb drooled, dead asleep, on my shoulder.
The movie is a tragic affair, about a married woman—an aristocratic woman—who falls madly in love with a man not worthy of her. It perfectly captures the utter and total demise of selfhood when in the throes of an obsession with another person, and I highly recommend it if you’re going through that sort of thing—or even if you just love slow, lush, atmospheric movies.
I myself am not in the throes of something unrequited—hence the drooling—so I wasn’t terribly moved by anything besides Rachel Weisz’s beauty, which is, even with age, even up close, even undone, completely astonishing. There was a period—the period of a terrible ex-boyfriend—when the movie would have felt more personal. Nevertheless, it’s definitely worth watching.
