Philip Roth's searing look into the American morality and psyche in his body of work has usually gotten a raw deal when it comes to cinematic interpretations. Imagine my relief when I saw Elegy then, based on his Novella "The Dying Animal", when not only does it correct past transgressions by being intelligent, it also stands on itself as a well-crafted film.
Elegy takes Roth's brutally honest look into lust and our own mortality, and translates the whole thing without trying to change the tone of the source, or to re-interpret it as a less sexist or an apologetic work of fiction. I....