A sense of time and place almost always permeates a movie, and so it is with The Politician's Wife. Set in London in the mid 1990's, it is both timeless and dated. It reminded me of the great bruhaha surrounding Monica Lewinski and President Clinton. It reminded me of Marianne Gingrich. It reminded me of why we are so disenchanted with Congress. It reminded me of watching the ongoing horror as the GOP eats its own during the excruciating saga otherwise known as the nominating process. Mostly it reminded me why we do not like or trust politicians.
What I found fascinating in this mini series is the juxtaposition of power. We know the plot all too well. Handsome, powerful politician with a beautiful, loyal, loving wife and two adorable children cheats. The "Other Woman," played by Minnie Driver is young and very sexy. They always are.
The politician (Trevor Eve) has a lot to loose: his career, his wife, his family, and it appears as if he judges the importance of his losses in that order. Once the cat is out of the bag, paramount in the politician's mind is that his wife (Juliet Stevenson) appear at his side, hold his hand, kiss his cheek and appear loving and forgiving as the hungry paparazzi attempt to devour them alive. He is such an arrogant prick that he has absolutely no idea what this betrayal has done to her. The sun rises and sets on him.
One dreadful aide supplies her with audio tapes of phone sex between her husband and his amour. She discovers to her horror that this affair has been going on for over a year. Sycophants don't leave her alone, ever too eager to offer advice, they treat her as if she is not very bright, a puppet who does what she is told to do - for the good of The Party, always for the good of The Party. Reeling with grief, she is almost destroyed by the betrayal, but then things get interesting. Ever so slowly she begins to assume power, like an innocent puppy morphing into a ferocious pit bull.
I have always loved plots that focus on revenge, I am not good at turning the other cheek. This is why I count Inglorious Bastards as one of my favorite movies. Perfect revenge requires the elements of surprise, courage, brains, and patience. Sometimes it takes years for circumstances to unfold before that "gotcha" moment. The politician's wife does not disappoint us. "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned."
One dreadful aide supplies her with audio tapes of phone sex between her husband and his amour. She discovers to her horror that this affair has been going on for over a year. Sycophants don't leave her alone, ever too eager to offer advice, they treat her as if she is not very bright, a puppet who does what she is told to do - for the good of The Party, always for the good of The Party. Reeling with grief, she is almost destroyed by the betrayal, but then things get interesting. Ever so slowly she begins to assume power, like an innocent puppy morphing into a ferocious pit bull.
I have always loved plots that focus on revenge, I am not good at turning the other cheek. This is why I count Inglorious Bastards as one of my favorite movies. Perfect revenge requires the elements of surprise, courage, brains, and patience. Sometimes it takes years for circumstances to unfold before that "gotcha" moment. The politician's wife does not disappoint us. "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned."
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