“This is a postmodern novel before there was any modernism to be post about.” That’s what is said in the film in reference to Laurence Sterne’s essentially unfilmable novel, “The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman.” Michael Winterbottom pulls together this hilarious film, and there isn’t too much I can say about it without giving the feeling of it away except: the humor is heartily black British humor, and Winterbottom has discovered the meaning of staying “true” to a novel. Bravo and two thumbs up.
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