The award for the most stonkingly bad film I’ve seen in recent years goes to The Edge of Love, starring Sienna Miller and Keira Knightly. It is a biopic loosely based on a love triangle between Dylan Thomas, his wife Caitlin, and their friend Vera Phillips. In fact the interpretation is so loose as to be almost entirely disconnected; the director admitted in an interview with the Times that there is no evidence that there was any affair, but adds “We wanted to find the dramatic truth about the characters”. Which I think translates as “the story wasn’t interesting enough so we just made it up and hoped no-one would notice”.
On the plus side, the film has some absolutely lovely 1940s vintage clothing; in particular I love what the girls wear once they move from London to cold, windy Wales. There are loads of sweet little cardigans layered with puff sleeve shirts, ruffled floral tea-dresses, socks and wellies. The numerous outfit changes are of course entirely unrealistic given the rationing and shortages that were in place in Britain at the time, but this is one instance in which I am happy to allow artistic licence, since the costumes were far and away the best thing about the movie.
Watch: for the cardigans, dishy Cillian Murphy as a put-upon husband, or if you wish to see Keira attempt a Welsh accent (spoiler: she fails.)