Rabbit Hole – review

The sheer excruciating, stultifying good taste of this movie is almost unbearable – so tasteful it could have started out as a coffee-table book, though actually it is based on a Pulitzer-winning play by David Lindsay-Abaire. Nicole Kidman produces and stars as Becca, the mother of an only child who has been killed in a car accident before the action begins and whose marriage has entered a no-man's-land of non-communication. Becca is having second thoughts about the group therapy sessions she and her husband attend and has in any case conceived a weird sub-American-Beauty obsession with a local teenage boy who is creating a comic book; everything about her, including her grief, looks as if it comes from some elegant designer store. The film is well-intentioned, but specious and inauthentic.