Never really liked many of Christopher Waltz's past overly showy turns but then, they were mostly in typically juvenile, show-off Tarantino movies so, had to make some compensations. Here he plays a real-life mythomaniac with a measure of self-doubt and wanna-be super socialite ego - he also directs with a good measure of success. Based on a factual murder and bizarre case of identity crisis, it's nicely produced, photographed, and features an interesting music score.
Redgrave plays a German-born journalist, who's the subject of his attentions because of her strong social connections within political circles. For some, what's going on might not always be as focused as it should be (mainly because the main character needed to be fleshed out more thoroughly) but this tends to become a little clearer as it progresses. The Washington 'set' comes in for a mostly deserved dressing down - with the parties and often superficial high-flying 'connections' but it seems this mismatched 'husband and wife' (of convenience) are at times as opportunistic as one another, albeit with some unbecoming results.
The unfortunate journalist's daughter (Bening) has to stand by and witness her mother be used, in all the peculiar set-ups and idiosyncratic extremes by an opportunistic queer, sleeping his way to the top of the social dung heap, without any honesty or moral compass whatsoever.
Redgrave plays a German-born journalist, who's the subject of his attentions because of her strong social connections within political circles. For some, what's going on might not always be as focused as it should be (mainly because the main character needed to be fleshed out more thoroughly) but this tends to become a little clearer as it progresses. The Washington 'set' comes in for a mostly deserved dressing down - with the parties and often superficial high-flying 'connections' but it seems this mismatched 'husband and wife' (of convenience) are at times as opportunistic as one another, albeit with some unbecoming results.
The unfortunate journalist's daughter (Bening) has to stand by and witness her mother be used, in all the peculiar set-ups and idiosyncratic extremes by an opportunistic queer, sleeping his way to the top of the social dung heap, without any honesty or moral compass whatsoever.