Howards End (1992)
(Netflix Streaming, March 2020) While it’s amusing to call Howards End “Stiff Upper Lip — The Movie,” it’s perhaps fairer to acknowledge that time has polished it into the apex of a very specific kind of British drama. In the thirty years of the Merchant-Ivory collaborations, this is probably their best film, the one that most embodies the atmosphere that the pair was aiming for—a time of repressed feelings, grand (but fading) rural estates, dimming aristocracy, class tension and family drama. It’s all wrapped up in a very neat bow here, with sumptuous cinematography and best-of-class actors. In-between Anthony Hopkins, Emma Thompson, a baby-faced Helena Bonham Carter, Vanessa Redgrave and others, this is a top-notch execution of a mood—the apogee of an entire genre. It’s a graceful reckoning with the end of an empire given life by some great characterization and even finer acting. It’s both wish-fulfillment and criticism of the wish at once. Is Howards End too long? Sure, but only in the moments you’re not completely smitten with it—otherwise, it’s not nearly long enough.