An exceptionally beautiful garden gets plenty of justified attention, and there must be 50 vantage points that would be viable scenes for use in, say, a calendar. Marvelous views, enchanting surprises. But the interviews are flat, and it's strange to never give one teensy hint at the source of this man's gigantic pools of cash ("family money," evidently). The clumsiest aspect is the amateurishly trite music selection, consisting of the most obvious overused warhorses: Clair de Lune, Well-Tempered Clavier, Carnival of the Animals, etc., seemingly paired at random with images. Even so, worth a look, as few films offer ways to spend such a lot of time in such a delightful place.
Review of The Gardener
