October 24, 2025

Imogen Poots, Nia DaCosta, Nina Hoss, Tessa Thompson, Tom Bateman

Words by JANE CROWTHER


Nia DaCosta puts a new spin on Ibsen’s classic Hedda Gabler by shifting the action from 19th-century Oslo to a sprawling country pile in 1950s England where the titular wife of an academic (Tessa Thompson, with a clipped accent of disdain) throws a house party – impulsively inviting a friend, Eileen (Nina Hoss) who, it transpires, is her ex-lover. ‘Hedda loves to eat out,’ one party wag announces tartly when discussing the dinners the newlyweds have enjoyed on their lavish honeymoon. 

Imogen Poots, Nia DaCosta, Nina Hoss, Tessa Thompson, Tom Bateman
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Eileen is a scholar and rival to Hedda’s hubby George (Tom Bateman), and arrives at the soirée touting the manuscript of her new book, a barely controlled drinking problem and a new love interest (Imogen Poots). If the book is published, Eileen will eclipse George and threaten the precarious life the Gablers share, one party away from not affording their affluent lifestyle and in need of a professorial job which will be bestowed by another party guest, Professor Greenwood (Finbar Lynch). To assure her sexual dominance, social standing and financial security all Hedda needs to do is manipulate her guests during one bacchanalian night of boozing, dancing, skinny-dipping and gun-play… 

Imogen Poots, Nia DaCosta, Nina Hoss, Tessa Thompson, Tom Bateman
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DaCosta’s decision to bring the party described in the play into the forefront of the action is a dramatic improvement, giving this adap a danger and kineticism as Sean Bobbitt’s camera glides from room to room, out into garden mazes, up staircases to whispered power negotiation and to a lake as dark as the secrets of the players. 

Imogen Poots, Nia DaCosta, Nina Hoss, Tessa Thompson, Tom Bateman
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Like a Gatsby party unravelling in real time, relationships are tested, rage and jealousy boils and sex simmers – while the band plays on and chandeliers crash to the floor. At the heart of it all is Thompson in a fabulous dress; sardonic, feral, cruel. It’s an imperious performance that will likely garner noms chatter as well as dislike, while an ambiguous ending change might enrage purists. But for audiences looking for a fresh take on a classic – and one which teases feminism, equality and sexuality from a well-worn text – Hedda is a party invite worth taking up.

Imogen Poots, Nia DaCosta, Nina Hoss, Tessa Thompson, Tom Bateman
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Words by JANE CROWTHER
Pictures courtesy of AMAZON MGM STUDIOS
Hedda is in cinemas now

Words by JANE CROWTHER


No bodily fluid is left untouched in Kristen Stewart’s raw, unflinching poem to wetness, adapted from Lidia Yuknavitch’s 2011 memoir. Adapted (with Andy Mingo) and directed by the actor with Imogen Poots as Stewart’s front-of-camera proxy playing Lidia, it charts the non-linear, tortured path of a girl who is sexually abused by her father and finds sanctity in the chlorinated depths of her school swim team. Her prowess in the pool is what sets her free to some degree, taking her away from a somnambulist mother and her father’s fingers to college where sex, drugs and the healing power of writing led to pregnancy, addiction, self destruction and the redemption of art. And always there is immersion in water: in baths, lakes, pools, showers, rain. ‘In water, like in books,’ Lidia intones in one of many overlapping, murmured voiceovers offered like dream-state remembrances, ‘you can leave your life.’

Imogen Poots, Jim Belushi, Kristen Stewart, The Chronology of Water, Thora Birch

Told in four chapters, it explores the legacy of trauma, the physical/emotional pain of losing a child, BDSM and the difficulty and release of becoming an artist. A writer from childhood, Lidia’s confronting prose finds purpose when she joins a writer’s class with author Ken Kesey (Jim Belushi) at the University Of Oregon. But can she trust an older man who values her work? Or is he another predatory male? And does the sweet college boy who becomes her partner (Earl Cave) deserve the disdain she literally spits in his face?

Impressionistic yet graphic, The Chronology of Water shows a woman experiencing all her body is capable of: female ejaculation, excretion, birth, orgasm, destruction. And It seems that Stewart pours all of the teaching she’s gained from the dazzling array of filmmakers she’s worked with as an actor into the production of a woozy, elemental, bruising mood piece that is like its protagonist; messy, unbridled, in need of structure. Stewart has described her film presented to Cannes as a ‘first draft’ and in that regard it could use some corralling; but equally, like Lidia, it shows fierce potential. As Kesey notes, ‘you can write, girl’.


Words by JANE CROWTHER
Photography courtesy of Scott Free Productions
The Chronology of Water premiered at the 78th Cannes Film Festival