Even with the interesting content of the film, the pacing is awful. The film drags along slowly, and very little happens throughout. Felicity Jones carries the entire middle section of the film as she lusts after a family friend (Charlie Cox), but much of what they feel for each other is only hinted at.
Thankfully Gillian Flynn adapted the screenplay from her book, (and was not nominated, sadly enough) and only made minimal changes from her source material.
In all the years that I have defended the ceremony to film friends, I have found that the one complaint among supporters is that it is very difficult to watch all of the films nominated before the ceremony, mostly because many are released in theaters at the end of the year.
