Mr. Turner is a dense, challenging biographical drama of
ugly sounds and gorgeous visuals, sets and costumes. Veteran British
filmmaker Mike Leigh (Naked, Secrets and Lies and Another Year) canvases
the period spectacularly, while Cannes Best Actor-winner Timothy Spall
(The King’s Speech) completely embodies the vile but fascinating J. M. W
Turner, one of the great 19th Century British painters.
There is essentially very little plot to Leigh’s 12th feature, with
the titular artist’s interactions with others driving the narrative
along, revealing more about the man, the period, how his cumbersome
frame and loathsome attributes fit awkwardly into the world and the
legacy left behind. They are very interesting, despite being accompanied
by Turner’s aggressive grunts and difficult-to-discern oratory. We are
introduced to Turner when he is already at the height of his fame, and
over what I took to be several decades we witness his creative decline,
his emotional suffering over the death of his father, his impaired
health, and the relationships that defined the last years of his life,
in particular with Sophia, a widowed seaside woman he falls in love
with. Turner travels consistently as an inspiration for his work and was
a respected (if unruly) member of the Royal Academy of Arts. There is a
lot to digest in this film.
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