Kate Winslet plays a lesbian fossil hunter in Lyme in 1840.
It's. Very. Slow.
Kate's performance is remarkable, both because she's the opposite of glamorous and because she really fleshes out this odd character. She's anti-social, almost autistic, but a lot of it is because she cannot be open about herself.
The direction is also clever -- a lot of the action takes place off-screen and is represented only by the sound of somebody falling downstairs, or a car driving away, or a person wracked with a cough. Inexpensive production values don't strike you as cheap -- although set dressing must have been dead-cheap, with plain wood everywhere and no knickknacks. The director also made the odd choice -- probably initially accidental -- to occasionally focus the camera on bugs. They don't just appear in scenes, they're given airtime. It makes 1840 look really grimy.
Anyway, I watched it all the way through to the anti-climactic(!?) ending. Mrs NoCo bailed and went to bed.
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