I love Renee Zellweger. I find her to be a very chameleon-like actress. Anyone who can do "Chicago" and "Cold Mountain" almost back to back wins my vote. But... in this movie, having already conquered the British with "Bridget Jone's Diary" and the sequel, all I could think of was "Bridget Jones." That was the first problem. The second problem was: Every scene Renee was in she looked like she had a slightly different skin tone. It was never consistent. This drove me insane... but not as insane as those eyebrows! I have looked closely at pictures of the real Miss Potter, and I saw nothing as atrocious as those caterpillars glued to Renee's face. This was unfortunate and must have driven Renee mad... but not as mad as it drove me.
The other thing that drove me nuts relatively quickly were the insert shots of the stellar landscapes that the DP managed to capture. Yes, they were breathtaking. And some of them absolutely deserved to be looked at, in fact, perhaps painted, as they were picture perfect. But I could have sworn that some of those insert shots at the beginning were the same ones used at the end, perhaps just a few frames different. The point is: They were overused and we "got the message" much quicker than perhaps the director imagined we would.
Next: Ewan McGregor. Ewan is perfection in my book. I think he can do nothing wrong. And here, yes, he was charming, adorable, sweet, innocent, the perfect British gentleman, absolutely Victorian to the V. But he really wasn't given any shading. He was obviously told by the director: "You're madly in love with Beatrix and your whole goal in life is to make her your wife. And that's the only thing I want to see on your face." And that's the only thing I did see on his face. So, it was a one-note performance for me... but really not his fault.
Then... I do not know Miss Potter's history, so it is not fair for me to judge this too harshly, but the movie was about this borderline spinsterish nutty closet writer who is "friends" with her "animals," and yet, it was also, at moments, suddenly, a movie about women's liberation, and then, preserving people's farms. Beatrix: She can draw adorable little rabbits, and stand up to her parents, and not marry if she doesn't so deign, and buy up people's farms with her royalties to show the evil developers how brave and tough she is.
I don't know; it felt like three tales forced into one. And for the majority of it, I couldn't stop staring at how Renee's face morphed from one skin tone to the next. Now I'm white, now I'm tan, now I'm Indian, now I'm chocolate, now I'm autumn leaves, now I'm peaches and cream. I mean, really, did anybody color correct this thing?
Ultimately this movie doesn't work. There really isn't that much drama in this woman's life. Yes, there is a key tragic event, but I saw it coming about an hour before it happened and I know nothing about Miss Potter except that she created darling little books.
Yes, they are darling and it's good that there was a Miss Potter. I love Renee, and she's a good, no, a great actress... although if you see enough of her work you start to notice certain facial tics and looks and mannerisms that she uses over and over -- effectively, yes, but, over and over. The fact is, as Variety said, Emily Watson, who is British, was the natural choice for Beatrix... but, of course, she's not as big of a star as Renee.
If you want something relatively low key, and if you are a Renee fan and have to follow everything she's done, then, yes, watch this. But if not; sorry, you won't be missing too much except some pretty landscapes and a few Disney-like moments when Miss Potter's darling animals come to life.