Count me non-plussed by the news that Robin Wright is in talks to join David Fincher’s House of Cards remake, which I remain uncertain about in any case. She was far and away the worst thing about the mediocre State of Play* remake, though that wasn’t entirely her fault. In cutting six hours down to two, that character, once a conflicted politician’s wife to put The Good Wife to shame, essentially vanished. But there’s nothing spiky about Wright: she’s kind of limpid and dignified, a Madonna of Montecito. It seems like a weird choice. I guess I’m just on my guard.
*For people looking to discern what turns me on as a critic, watch the original British State of Play. It’s downright magnificent.