The Beguiled Reviews
Yesterday I watched Picnic at Hanging Rock, which I think is what the film should have been more like. There is certainly a lot to love here: the core of the movie is a pure, solid masterpiece. Unfortunately it is overpowered by Easwood's silky line delivery. The dialogue is often intentionally cringe-worthy. It is there to emphasize Eastwood's unlikable flirtation with the women. The direction textures this with a genuine taste of sexual hysteria.
Overall, the film is a blend of "Shadow of A Doubt" and "Black Narcissus" with a bit of "Through A Glass Darkly" and "The Innocents" thrown in for good measure.