On a similar track is The Theory of Everything (2014) ✭✭✭✭, a feel bad then feel good film that should please your entire entourage. Here we have the extraordinary story of world renown physicist and best selling author Stephen Hawking, who rose to prominence despite being diagnosed with ALS while a graduate student at Oxford in the 1960s.
Based on the memoirs of Hawking’s first wife Jane Wilde (Felicity Jones), the story more closely resembles a grand romance than a biopic, as Jane devotes herself to the care of her beloved - and increasingly incapacitated - genius and their three children. The Theory of Everything is intelligently written and well paced, with the excellent design and period details one expects from top notch British productions. James Marsh’s direction is dialed in perfectly, giving even the grim moments a life-affirming bounce.
Most amazing of all is the work of Eddie Redmayne as Hawking, who never fails to capture the warmth and sly, impish wit that resides deep within Hawking’s tragically contorted frame. Redmayne has received Golden Globe and SAG noms for this performance, and I suspect the Oscars will follow suit. As an interpretation of a disabled character, it ranks right along side Daniel Day Lewis’s turn as Christy Brown in My Left Foot (1989).