Sarah Polley

A profound and poignant requiem for our preferred human conditions.

Like its hero, extraordinary in every way.

The epic sweep supports thoughtful reflection on the evolution of a fragile early republic...and the fragile ego of the man crucial to its existence.

Playing God and playing house converge...about as gonzo as the multiplex gets.

It's about what makes these particular personalities tick, what draws them to the madness of theater, and the eternal conflict of art and commerce.

Polley’s fearlessness is one of many reasons I take no pleasure in saying that Take This Waltz stumbles.