BURTON AND TAYLOR: REVIEW
Marla Singer and Jimmy McNulty star as Liz Taylor and Richard Burtonimpersonators in a parallel universe.
Steam cleaned of sex and only flirting with debauchery, either at the behest of their family, the increasingly puritanical BBC, or a scriptwriter lacking the required testosterone; Burton and Taylor is more of a can of beer and a fumble behind the bike sheds than champagne cocktails and a lengthy buggery session at the Dorchester.
It does have its moments though and sure, West and Bonham Carter don’t look ravaged enough to play Burton a year before death and Taylor a few months from rehab, but it’s obvious that given a more daring script they would be more than capable of ditching the Hello Magazine gloss and embracing some earthy grit.
There’s sweetness, tenderness. The odd smashed glass and angry exchange. But the chemistry between the two leads smoulders rather than sizzles and you always feel you are watching a censored version of the truth.
Still it’s a show well worth a view and it serves as a timely reminder that Helena Bonham Carter has been playing the hyper-real Tim Burton eccentrics for too long. The lady has the acting chops and she’s smoking hot to boot so let’s hope we see her playing more straight up feminine roles in the future.
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