Barry Lyndon was a weird film. It was the last of the post-1960 Kubrick films I needed to see, and I guess I was hoping for something different.
The film is long and plodding, the central character a horrid actor, and so many of the roles seem overplayed. The costuming is good, the cinematography seminal (which isn’t to say interesting, just significant, I guess),but otherwise, I didn’t get much out of this film; compared to the other contemporary Kubrick films, I guess I’m a bit let down. Maybe I’m missing something, though.