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| | Vanity Fair's dull Becky Sharp. - By David Edelstein - Slate Magazine |
 | | Perhaps the worst-directed, acted, and written scene of the year is the one in which Jonathan Rhys-Myers, as Becky's best friend's husband, George Osborne, puts the moves on Becky at a dance before Napoleon invades Belgium. |
 | | Maybe, but in the movie Amelia has acquired more stature as Becky has plummeted.) Jim Broadbent is vivid as Osborne Sr., a father unnaturally warped by the desire to buy his family a title; and Bob Hoskins, as the slovenly aristocrat Pitt the Elder, delivers an unprecedentedly nuanced portrait of dissolution. |
 | | And Byrne is a magnetic Marquess of Steyne, a dark lord who's more dangerous as a friend than as an enemy: A scene in which he cruelly taunts his wife, daughter, and daughter-in-law is the film's most chilling (and Thackeray-esque). |
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