MARY REILLY Julia Roberts, John Malkovich, Glen Close, Michael Gambon. Dir. Stephen Frears, Columbia-TriStar, 1996 On twitter tonight people in my timeline doing one of those film challenges where they post a different movie daily, each corresponding to a different subject, posted on "Movie You Wish You Could Get Others to See." I spent Sunday watching and analyzing one such, John Dahl's ROUNDERS, but I've already defended it. I'm not part of the game & I don't want to crash their party with a one-off reply. The idea got me thinking, though, of movies that few others like or will even explore though I think they should. In my world that's a list of strange & unlikely titles. Few, however, are as unlikely as Stephen Frears's 1994 Jekyl/Hyde mess, MARY REILLY. Let me be clear. MARY REILLY is not a good movie. It is not a misunderstood film struggling to find its audience. It is not a new lost classic. (It's not even new. It's 28 years ...
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