Oleanna

To my mind, both characters come across as equally odious and equally tragic–so much so that one can see them only as different generational and gender-specific expressions of the same character flaws and the same perverse will to power...

To my astonishment, it is not a very good film. I am not sure why.

Oleanna‘s effectiveness is increasingly stymied by a grating, nails-on-a-chalkboard turn by Eisenstadt that slowly-but-surely transforms the picture into an intolerable experience...

Oleanna is less fanciful. But it, too, erects a wealth of clever dramatic detail on a contrived foundation as sound as the San Andreas Fault.