A Man for All Seasons is our Patron Saint's favorite film and here is what he says about it:
This is the reason stories are worth telling. They show us the cost of virtue, as well as the rewards. They let us live lives of such towering nobility that our own lives could never touch them. Robert Bolt's writing here is eloquent, almost (but not quite) to the point of being epigrammatic; his Thomas More is righteous without being self-righteous (or at least being aware of the possibility, and shunning it when he can). The family is complicated; the politics are clear; the period well evoked. And the performances, ah, they sing.
Paul Scofield passed away last week, which is what is prompting this posting and re-ignition of this 'club'
My favorite highlight from the film:
the same bite in a larger context of the scene: