A pre-screening conversation at the Tribeca Screening Room last night, two or three minutes before The King’s Speech began, was about a review that called Mark Romanek‘s Never Let Me Go (Fox Searchlight, 9.15) a “masterpiece.” He’s wrong, one guy said. It’s one of those films for which the phrase “very well done for what it is” was invented, said another. It very gently suffocates. “Really sensitive, delicate, anguished and very carefully made,” I replied. “But it’s morose, and that plus the passivity and resignation doesn’t work.”