Winter Solstice

I used to be a lover of Beethoven's "Bagatelle No. 25 in A Minor", the well-known piano composition more commonly known as "Für Elise". But after hearing it played, variation-ed, riffed and mangled more than 50 times throughout this turgid drama, I hope to finish my waning years without ever hearing it again. As for the production itself, so-so would be a fitting appraisal. What's good about it are (1) the penultimate appearance and final TV role of the great Jean Simmons; (2) likewise the final performance of the legendary actor Peter Ustinov (they should have given him more screen time); (3) a glimpse of the excellent Irish actress Sinéad Cusack in her mid-career, and (4) a long look at the very handsome German actress Sophie Schütt. Other reviewers more familiar with the writings of Rosamunde Pilcher have done a better job of bashing this dreck than I could have, so I'll leave off with a sincere thank-you for the life works of Jean and Peter, and apologies to Herr Beethoven.

Rosamund Pilcher's "Winter Solstice is a long, finely-crafted romantic novel of great subtlety and style. To reduce it to a two hour movie was a challenge utterly beyond this production. The plot is changed wholly uneccesarily and what is left is a film in which the characters are cyphers and the events arbitrary and often cringe-making. The acting is truly appalling though one sympathises with the cast as they were given a script so banal that any semblance of reality must have been impossible to create. The scenery is nice and the canine actor playing Horace the dog barked well. Read the book, avoid the movie.

Without having read the book, I just watched Winter Solstice, the movie. I can't help but saying that I found it to be a wonderful, touching and heartwarming movie, with a number of excellent actors and actresses of whom I had never heard before.

The character of Lucy Marchmont, played extraordinarily by young actress Anna Maguire, got to the bottom of my heart. She draws the character of a young teenager troubled by the fact that she does not have an apparent place in life and that she is constantly dumped one way or another by the people she loves, until the moment when only through the innocence of her young age, she manages to get straight to the heart of a mature Oscar Blundell, suffering for the loss of his own young daughter Francesca.

A great movie. Glad I watched it.

I shall never understand - why bother titling a movie after a book if you're going to change everything? The movie is just awful even if you'd never read the book - banal, uninteresting, just bad. There are a few reviewers who liked the movie who had never read the book, but to each his own taste. The point is, those readers who are big fans of Rosamunde Pilcher - to whom I would have thought the movie was pitched - value a certain type of story, not cliched, with nuanced characters. They didn't stay true to the CHARACTERS of the story, let alone the plot, other than by using their names. Really, just why bother?

I love Rosamunde Pilcher and especially Winter Solstice, one of my favorites! I usually re-read this book in the winter, every couple of years. This movie did not reflect the characters in the least. I didn't recognize any of them other than the Scottish Rector and his son. The story was modified to the extent that it did not reflect the depth of what the characters in the book experienced at all.... several modernization efforts took away from the story. I ended up having no attachment to any of these people. Terrible script. So disappointing. I agree with some of the other reviews entirely.... read the book and avoid this movie!