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9 reviews · Provided by Metacritic.com
- 60The Hollywood ReporterFrank ScheckThe Hollywood ReporterFrank ScheckAlthough Postcards From London ultimately doesn't quite live up to its considerable ambitions, it offers plenty of arresting moments along the way.
- 60The GuardianPeter BradshawThe GuardianPeter BradshawIt really is very strange, with every idea, every scene, every moment lavishly garnished with floridly serious, mannered language. A little of it goes a long way.
- 50VarietyDennis HarveyVarietyDennis HarveyPretty but hollow, Postcards From London isn’t quite clever enough to get away with being this deeply frivolous. It exudes a sense of high amusement at itself but doesn’t make that satisfaction so easy to share.
- 50The New York TimesBilge EbiriThe New York TimesBilge EbiriThe film’s elegant compositions themselves are painterly, with the actors carefully posed; and the atmosphere is theatrical, with crisp line readings and sparsely populated frames. Those elements, plus a meandering story line, may not make for a particularly involving narrative experience. But it sure is nice to look at.
- 50RogerEbert.comSheila O'MalleyRogerEbert.comSheila O'MalleyThe film is best when it doesn't take itself too seriously. Unfortunately, for the most part it takes itself very seriously.
- 38Film Journal InternationalDavid NohFilm Journal InternationalDavid NohSome of the visual compositions are impressive to look at, but the overall self-consciousness of the enterprise, paltry attempts at wit such as describing Bacon as “a screaming queen who painted the screaming Pope,” and basic thinness of this wistfully wish-fulfilment material make it hard for a viewer to stay involved.
- 30TheWrapElizabeth WeitzmanTheWrapElizabeth WeitzmanWe’re told over and over how stunning, how sensitive, how remarkable he is. But he’s such a blank slate that there’s not much actual evidence of these traits. It’s not Dickinson’s fault; he’s been directed towards a particular style of performance that favors tell over show.
- 30Los Angeles TimesGary GoldsteinLos Angeles TimesGary GoldsteinDespite a skillful use of color, lighting, framing and music, the movie’s artificiality might have played in a short film but becomes tedious and pretentious when stretched to 90 minutes.
- 25ObserverRex ReedObserverRex ReedAside from bad filmmaking, I don’t know what any of this means. I do know Harris Dickinson is the chief attraction as well as the only reason to suffer through a revolting score of punk rock songs and an interminable series of fuzzy, flashing camera angles advertising neon signs for sex clubs and gay bath houses.