A quite wonderful film, which moves elegantly through dissolving from one scene to another, with wholly appropriate music (existing and composed), brilliantly acted, though perhaps a little hazily photographed (Phedon Papamichael was perhaps double booked).
That moment where Da'Vine Joy Randolph is upset at the party, and friend Naheem Garcia goes to touch her, and she turns - and is both angry ('Don't touch me!') and shattered and vulnerable at the same time - that same duality that I recently wrote that Adam Driver showed in Marriage Story - it's that kind of thing that shows us what great acting is. And the moment where Giamatti says 'We're not going to Boston' and that look on her face - the immovable object - 'Oh yes you are!'
'Crossing the Rubicon' means reaching the point of no return. 'Alea iacta est' = 'The die is cast'.
Loved also the misdirection in scenes with Carrie Preston.
Q's summary: 'Imperfect people being perfect'.
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