The Best Offer
I wasn’t sure what to expect from The Best Offer, other than a sedate drama, of which, as it turns out, is quite far from reality. The Best Offer is the cinematic equivalent of falling down the rabbit hole without realising what’s happened until it’s too late and you’re too far in to be able to even contemplate getting out.
Geoffry Rush’s fantastic portrayal of the germ and people phobic, prominent art auctioneer, Virgil Oldman carries the film along, but it’s the subtle handling of the plot and direction by Giuseppe Tornatore that really pulls the wool over you eyes, leading you down the garden path.
Shunning people for the company of his dubiously gotten works of art – all portraits of women – Virgil becomes intrigued with a mystery woman who wants him to assess her collection of art and antiques. Relying on the help of his few trusted friends, Virgil attempts to bring the woman out of her hermit like existence, whilst at the same time trying to illicit some choice antiques for his personal collection.
Sure, it doesn’t sound like a gripping cinematic masterpiece, but you’ll have to trust me that it is, because words can not do The Best Offer justice. Sure, the film does slow down during the middle act, and it is maddening when you know something has to happen, but you just can’t put a finger on what.
I can’t really say anymore, other than this is a film that has to be experienced, not read about. It’s a film that will mesmerise you and leave you sleepless and you go over and over it in you head.
Rating: M Violence and sex scenes.