DIANA, starring Naomi Watts will have strong appeal to those who just cannot get enough pap about the ill-fated Princess of Wales. The screenplay by Stephen Jeffreys is based on the 2001 pap bio by Kate Snell, Diana: Her Last Love. Directed by Oliver Hirschbiegel, the action and visuals are jammed with gilt and brocade, limousines, yachts, operating tables, fields with land mines, packs of hounding paparazzi, repros of Diana’s well-documented wardrobe, hair styles and, apparently, her tawdry disguises as she attempted to dance around a two-year affair with a Pakistani heart surgeon.
While Naomi Watts delivers a sympathetic mirroring of the Princess’ many faces and moods as captured by every branch of media that hounded her, the end product is a smorgasbord of chatty conjecture that makes us some of us cry, “Leave the woman alone!”
Naveen Andrews is an appealing screen presence. Since his role as Diana’s love interest, Dr. Hasnat Khan is not dependent on accuracy of portrayal, then all that’s left is Mr. Andrews’ relative comfort in front of a camera and his reasonable reactions as a leading man, i.e., boy meets girl, boy loses girl, boy gets on with being a well-respected surgeon. The real Dr. Khan has advised everyone concerned that he will not be attending any screening of the film. It’s advice well worth considering.
Diana (the movie) is mutton dressed as lamb.