Genius

Genius ends up being terrifically boring, while enthusiastically reproducing the creative hierarchies of the time it portrays.

The biographical Genius is uneven, and that imbalanced focus-the same thing that novelist Thomas Wolfe needed help with all those years ago-is its weakest element.

Documenting the inner life of creative artists and their world is challenging at best... 'Genius' manages to capture the grandiose dreams of both infamous writer, Wolfe, and his long-fabled editor...

I wouldn't call Genius inspired, but not for nothing it inspired me to pick up Look Homeward, Angel for the first time.

Not nearly as smart as it should be.

"Genius" deals with the creative ego, its trappings and the need everyone has for an editor.

As Perkins and Wolfe discuss the importance of every choice and omission an artist makes in crafting work, it is sad that Genius doesn't know show much evidence of that same consideration.

A great wall separates the producers, writers and directors at present from the kind of mental effort it takes to represent the world in a serious artistic manner. For the most part, unhappily, they have only clichés and guesswork at their disposal.

Michael Grandage could've used his female stars more powerfully-and the whole film smells of Oscar Bait-but the opposites-attract friendship between Perkins and Wolfe is the stuff of literary lore and is more than enough...

'Genius' looks like a half-baked bread, lacking a solid emotional hook. [Full Review in Spanish]