As the owner of an Amazon prime account I have access to many free films, but on top of these I have purchased seven films which tell a lot about me: firstly there’s the three gritty, tense Iranian dramas, which show that I study Persian. Then the three Richard Curtis/Hugh Grant films, which show that I have been dumped in the last couple of years and that I’m a massive softy. And finally there’s the crowning glory, the one I watch most, after perhaps Four Weddings, Mamma Mia, which shows that I have great taste. This is backed up by the fact that this summer I only went to the cinema three times, once to see Incredibles Two with my brother, and then twice to see Mamma Mia! Here we go again – the most anticipated film of the century for me and every woman named Sandra.
It would be fair to say that many people, myself included, who entered the cinema to see August:Osage County were anticipating a poignant family comedy. A reasonable assumption, as the comedic elements of the film have been played up in the film’s trailer and promotion. Yet this is misleading. While the film does deliver with its humour, it is primarily a heavy and even bleak examination of a dysfunctional family.