More support for the notion that Jude Law isn’t a star, supplied by the fair-minded but candid Anne Thompson. She calls it “The Jude Law Curse”; I said a few days ago it’s more a matter of the wrong roles at the wrong time. Law needs to stop playing hounds, play against his looks and inhabit some kind of coldly perverse villain. The best thing he ever did was the limping photographer-assassin in Road to Perdition; the second best was the freak-out scene in I Heart Huckabees. He has a taste for the weird.
