My Week with Marilyn (2011)
Directed by Simon Curtis
7/10 R
It may have been divine intervention from the screen goddess itself, but I had a literary urge to write my review of “My Week with Marilyn” in the form of a poem. Enjoy!
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“Goodbye Norma Jean,
though I never knew you at all,
you had the grace to hold yourself
while those around you crawled”
A magical homage to a blonde bombshell
“My Week with Marilyn” (Olivier, as well)
A provocative story of an impermanent
(and all the better for it)
romance between one shining star
and one handsome Brit.
Michelle Williams (and her Oscar nod)
glows in the light of Monroe’s radiant façade
a marvel, despite critics’ objections
An artificial airiness in her voice, they say
(and they’re not wrong, despite Oscar’s selections)
But behind that, reality
A troubled, unstable woman appears
Monroe without the flashbulbs, evident mortality
Or not, thanks to the likes of Williams’ talent beyond her years.
Kenneth Branagh (and his Oscar nod)
an intimate, powerful portrayal of Sir Larry Olivier
(basically an acting god)
full-fledged intensity, an impressive display.
A film that honors film is always the best film
And true, to boot (but how much so is in dispute)
Colin Clark claimed to be Monroe’s lover
but historians have found lies and may have more to uncover.
But please, don’t fear
This beautiful, charming, delightful ode
is as peachy keen and neat-o as it is dear
to a legend, Marilyn Monroe.
So clever. Write on!
Thanks! I’ll draft another for my next review to see if I can continue the trend or use it only sparingly.
I loved the movie, and this ode too. Michelle was spot on and Branaugh was Branagh chewing up the scenery as good as Oliver.
Thanks for reading! I thought it could have been better, but I was pleasantly surprised.