This is the Marie Curie biopic which was meant to be released in cinemas last June, but ended up going straight to various “platforms” instead. This meant that I saved the £4.99 cinema entry fee, the cost of getting to the cinema and back, and the amount I’d have spent on a cup of tea and possibly an ice cream, but I’d gladly pay if we could get to a point where cinemas could reopen. Possibly not for this film, though: it was a bit boring.
It really shouldn’t have been, because it’s the most incredible story – how, at a time when it was incredibly difficult for women to work in science, one woman made scientific discoveries which changed the world, winning the Nobel Prize twice, once for physics (in 1903, jointly with her husband and another scientist) and once for chemistry (in 1911). The film also showed her important work, alongside one of her daughters, in treated wounded soldiers during the First World War. Plus we saw her marriage (although I doubt that a biopic of a male scientist would have involved people frolicking naked in a pond), the births of her two daughters, the tragic death of her husband after he was run over by a cart, and how France turned on her when it became known that she was having an affair with a younger, married man … which rather bizarrely got a bit mixed up with the fallout from the Dreyfus Affair.
But, somehow, the film just didn’t really hold my attention. Maybe it’s because I’m not a scientist: there was quite a lot of sciency talk in it. There was nothing particularly wrong with it, but it just wasn’t all that interesting. Oh well!