But problems arise and their relationship splinters. What's interesting about this sad, but realistic, film is that neither husband nor wife is at fault— or faultless— for the unraveling of this family.
Watching Wildlife, which is based on a novel by Richard Ford (one of the Movie Slut's faves—The Sportswriter, Independence Day) feels like stepping into an Edward Hopper painting. It's as Jeanette and Jerry are created on canvas and have as little control over their actions as the subjects in a painting.
Their loneliness and unhappiness are in the strokes that make them who they are. It's Mulligan and Gyllenhaal's performances that give this movie depth and meaning.
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