Surely a frontrunner for 2021 Oscar gold, Pablo Larrain again uses a modern actress to essay the life of someone significant from history, in this case it's Kristen Stewart working out the 1991 Christmas weekend in the life of Diana Spencer. The lengths this production went to fully render the cosseted birdcage of royal life are amazing, but I found myself bored throughout by the reverent tone and mannered performance. Perhaps Diana actually sounded like this, and maybe the stakes are accurate, but I couldn't get over watching someone with extreme birthright privilege feel as if she's exploited and disadvantaged by an organization with greater birthright privilege. There's no way in here for me, other than maybe Sean Harris's benign head chef, refreshingly common and plainspoken.