Miss Julie

Mr. Showbiz F.X. Feeney

Though modest in scale, this romantic gem constitutes yet another superb leap in the evolution of Figgis' career.

Miami Herald Phoebe Flowers

Fiery but turgid adaptation of the 1890 August Strindberg play.

USA Today Staff [Not Credited]

August Strindberg's psychological drama of erotic class conflict gets a bracing, claustrophobic workout from director Mike Figgis.

Portland Oregonian Shawn Levy

Effectively cast and shot with exciting immediacy.

Chicago Sun-Times Roger Ebert

Intense, erotic and willful.

Boston Globe Jay Carr

Figgis's film doesn't match its reach.

TV Guide Ken Fox

A torrid and surprisingly cinematic chamber piece.

Entertainment Weekly Lisa Schwarzbaum

Figgis never frees the play enough from the stage to fill the screen.

The New York Times Stephen Holden

The dialogue may be crisply idiomatic, but there's finally nothing realistic about the speed with which the characters hurtle through their mood swings and power plays.

Film.com Henry Cabot Beck

Using current hand-held camera technology to ape the political and esthetic sensibility of the 1960s.

LA Weekly John Patterson

A solidly filmed great play.

New York Daily News Jack Mathews

A brutally claustrophobic battle of wits and will, whose cruel nature ultimately seems to turn on the audience.

Los Angeles Times Kevin Thomas

Figgis remains a compelling storyteller, holding you with the intensity of his vision and his mastery of nuance.

Newsweek Andrea C. Basora

It does justice to its source material -- and that may be the problem.

San Francisco Chronicle Edward Guthmann

An arid, uninvolving film that suffers from Burrows' miscasting as the vain Julie.

Baltimore Sun Ann Hornaday

His [Director Mike Figgis's] techniques do make the film at least watchable.

Washington Post Desson Thomson

Overwritten, overextended and clunkily symbolic

New York Post Lou Lumenick

This intense psycho-sexual drama doesn't easily lend itself to the camera.

Seattle Post-Intelligencer William Arnold

As dreary an hour-and-a-half as you could ever want to spend at the movies.

Village Voice Amy Taubin

Figgis's frenetic and grossly self-aggrandizing adaption of Strindberg's worse-for-wear two-hander about the battle between the sexes and the classes.

Dallas Observer Gregory Weinkauf

A strong contender for Worst Picture of All Time.