The pain I endured watching this movie must be my atonement for a very ugly sin I committed sometime in my life . . . (that I am not aware of). At least now I am free to get beyond whatever the Gods think I did wrong.This movie, and I use the word movie loosely, looked like it was shot in the early 1930's. In fact it could have been produced as silent film, or even a slide show. The actresses looked like thin models posing. Make believe emotions. Sad women with pained expressions endlessly staring out fogged windows in English countryside mansions.
The screenplay was a dumb, predicable old story that wouldn't make it as a soap opera today. The producers probably thought that the choreographed cinematography and overpowering flowery music could overcome the lack of action in this boring movie.
Most of the speaking by the English actors was totally garbled. The
producers of the film may have believed that that's the way the
English upper classes talk. Unfortunately, they never listened the
the extremely articulate royal family speak. In fact at the end of
the movie, a women came on to tell what the movie was about. She
spoke clear English. The focus groups probably told the producers
that most people didn't understand what this thing called "Atonement"
was all about.
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