3/5 Stars
Daniel Day-Lewis continues to prove he's worth his weight in gold to the movie industry's dignity. As seen in many of his more recent films, he has the ability to ascend a scene to a place just out of reach of credible negativity ("Because it is my name!").
Rather than pissing away another promising performance, Winona Ryder takes her role as Abigail Williams for a ride on the Crazy Train, which by the end has her looking far worse than Ozzy ever has. She dug deep on this one and deserves credit.
Puritan rage is the most terrifying form of passive-aggressiveness I have ever seen. Those little pilgrims are dangerous, it's no wonder the Indians bailed after a short fight. But in all seriousness, this window into the conservative "fear of what's different" state of mind is unnerving to say the least. History repeats itself as we all know, and it can't be denied by saying this was an isolated incident in a different time.
McCarthyism seems so much less original now...
Really the only problem I had with the film was how much of the dialogue seemed scripted. Apparently Arthur Miller was a better playwright than screenwriter.
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